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I can tell, my mama's short on loving me
Guess that's why she let me go so far
Mama try to stopped me short of stealing
So I had to steal that car
She told me not to smoke it but I did
And it took me far away
And I turned out to be
The only hell my mama ever raised
Well, I rolled into Atlanta
Stolen tags and almost out of gas
I had to get some money
Lately I'd learned how to get it fast
Those neon lights were calling me
And somehow I just had to get downtown
So I reached into the glove box
Another liquor store went down
And I sing, "Precious memories"
Take me back to the good ol' days
Let me hear my mama sing
"Rock of ages, cleft for me"
She tried to turn me on to Jesus
But I turned on to the devil's ways
And I turned out to be
The only hell my mama ever raised
They put them handcuffs on me
Lord, how I fought to resist
But agent clamped 'em tighter
'Til that metal bit into my wrist
They took my belt and my billfold
My fingerprints and the profile of my face
Then they locked away
The only hell my mama ever ever raised (ever raised)
And I sing, "Precious memories"
Take me back to the good ol' days
Let me hear my mama sing
"Rock of ages, cleft for me"
She tried to turn me on to Jesus
But I turned on to the devil's ways
And I turned out to be
The only hell my mama ever raised
Ever raised
And I turned out to be
The only hell my mama ever raised
Ever raised
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