D G D G
One and only Rebel child from a family meek and mild
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my Momma seemed to to know what lay in store
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In spite of all my Sunday learning towards the bad I kept on turning
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til Momma couldn't hold me anymore
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And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
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No one could steer me right but Mamma tried, Momma tried
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Momma tried to raise me better but her pleadings I denied
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And that leaves only me to blame, cause Momma tried
Dear old Daddy, rest his soul left my Mom a heavy load
She tried so very hard to feel his shoes
Don't remember the rest-anyone?
ending
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