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To: AugustWest who wrote (2239)	4/4/1998 12:53:00 PM
From: SIer formerly known as Joe B.	Respond to of 49843

First thing I remember knowin' Was a lonesome whistle blowin' And a youngun's dream of growin' up to ride On a freight train leavin' town, Not knowin' where I's bound. No one could change my mind but mama tried. One and only rebel child In a fam'ly meek and mild, Mama seemed to know what lay in store. In spite of all my sunday learnin', For the bad I kept on turnin'; 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 pleadin' I denied, 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 Doin' life without parole. No one could steer me right But mama tried, mama tried, Mama tried to raise me better But her pleadin' I denied, That leaves only me to blame 'cause mama tried. That leaves only me to blame 'cause mama tried.