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Merle Haggard
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Medley: Tulare Dust / Mama Tried
Tulare dust in a farm boy's nose, Wonderin' where the frieght train goes. Standin' in a field by the railroad tracks, Cussin' the strap on my cotton sack. I can see Mom and Dad their shoulders low, Both of em' pickin' a double row. They do it for a livin' because they must. Thats life like it is in the Tulare Dust. First thing I remember knowin, was a lonesome whistle blowin' and a young' un's dream of growin' up to ride On a frieght train leavin' town not knowing where I'm bound And no one could change my mind but Mama tried. One an only rebel child from a family meek and mild My Mama seemed to know what lay in store, もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com 'Spite all my Sunday learnin' toward the bad I kept on turnin' til Mama couldn't hold me anymore. And I turned Twenty-one in prison doing 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. Dear old Daddy rest his soul left my mom a heavy load She tried so very hard to fill his shoes Workin' hours without rest, wanted me to have the best She tried to raise me right, But I refused. And I turned Twenty-one in prison doing 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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