Reba McEntire
Mama Tried
First thing I remember knowin' Was a lonesome whistle blowin'
And a young one's dream of growin' up to ride
On a freight train leavin' town Not knowin' where I'm bound No one could steer me right But Mama tried
One and only rebel child
From a family meek and mild
My mama seemed to know what lay in store
In spite of all my Sunday learnin' Toward the bad I kept on turnin' Till mama couldn't hold me anymore
And I turned twenty-one in prison Doin' life without parole
No one could steer me right But Mama tried Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better
But her pleading I denied
And that leaves only me to blame 'Cause Mama tried
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