Lyrics:
Mama used to say, Take it in your stride
Mama used to say, Live your life
As the years went rushin' by he would cut down on his age
He would tell
Lately, I've been on my dough like a pastry
So focused on it think my baby mama hate me
Lately, I've be taking shots no safety
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Lately, Ive been on my dough like a pastry
So focused on it think my baby mama hate me
Lately, I've been taking shots no safety
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a Harley in heat
When I strut down the street, I could feel its heart beat
The sisters fell back and said, "Don't that man look pretty"
The cripple
and a driftwood shack
I was craddled by a Cajun Mama
Deserted by a Cherokee dad
Then at seventeen a Georgia drifter came
And we made it to LA
And when I called my
I was born by the railroad tracks
Well the train whistle wailed and I wailed right back
Well papa left mama when I was quite young
He said now
Little Indian girl, where is your mama?
Little Indian girl, where is your papa?
He's fighting in the war in the streets of Masaya
All
She made her exit a month ago tomorrow
Called up her mama and asked if she could borrow
Enough money to leave for awhile
Mama said you always were
Old uncle Josh, he lives down on the farm.
He raise sweet potatoes and cotton and corn.
He said by gosh, I ain't goin' ta give you none.
I got
conscience and clean hands
'Cause all that you have is your soul
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Oh my mama told me
'Cause she said she learned the hard way
She said she
boy stopped to see
He looked up at her said if I had a daddy
He'd buy that puppy for me
See the big man cry, mama
That's what I heard him say
Verse 1
Mama stood on the front porch ringin' her hands
Watched the tail lights fadin' on his black tranzam
With her precious little baby taking off
Ow
Yeah, yeah
When I was a young skinny boy
My mama said to me
The world out there is hard and dirty
Mean as it wants to be
I know there's
I was fifteen when my daddy died
Mama worked two jobs just to get by
Seemed like a blessing when Harley came around
So she took his name, but I had
how you turned out
If mama knew now
How you turned out, you too wild
You too wild, you too wild
You too wild, I need you now
Got to love you
Found
Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late
It was too late
Mmm-hmm, that does it
Said daddy
Like mama
Oh, poor mama
Wait for mama
I
rodeo
Hold on, here we go
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself
'Til they cut me
well your mama was a bastard
Had your plastered face all over the scene
And you got hassled by your daddy
Always pushing trying to make you come clean
Now asks sweet mama
Lemme be her kid
She says, 'I might get boogied
Like to keep it hid'
Well, she looked at me
She be-gin to smile
Says, 'I
Hushabye, don't you cry
Go to sleep, my little baby
When you wake, you shall have
All the pretty little ponies
"In your bed," mama said
Baby's
Mama said,
"Tell me what's wrong child
You didn't eat enough
To keep a bird alive
And you haven't said
Two words to me all evening"
She said
Oh well your mama was a bastard
Had your plastered face all over the scene
And you got hassled by your daddy
Always pushing trying to make you come
Well, I ax sweet mama, let me be her kid
She said "I might but I'd like to keep it hid"
Well, she looked at me, she began to smile
She says "I
And packed up my clothes,
And I said good-bye to my friends
And my folks back home.
And I left for a life of my own.
I left for a life on the road.
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