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Well I cant sell my momma short on loving me
I guess that's why she let me go so far
Momma tried tp stop me short of stealing
I guess thats why I had to steal that car
She told me not to smoke it .. but I did
And it took me far away
And I turned out to be
The only hell mama ever raised.
Well I rolled into Atlanta, stolen tags and almost out of gas
I had to get some money, and lately I'd learned how to get it fast
Those neon lights was calling me and somehow I just had to get downtown
So I reached into the glovebox, another liquor store went down
And I said Precious Memories take me back to the good ol'days
Let me hear my momma singing, Rock of Ages cleft for me
She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways
And I turned out to be ... the only hell my moma ever raised
When they put those handcuffs on me, Lord how I fought to resist
But that agent clamped 'em tighter, 'til that metal bit into my wrist
They took my belt and my billfold
My fingerprints, and the profile of my face
Then they locked away ... the only hell my moma ever raised
And I said Precious Memories take me back to the good ol'days
Let me hear my momma singing, Rock of Ages cleft for me
She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways
And I turned out to be ... the only hell my moma ever raised.
She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways
And I turned out to be the only hell my moma ever raised.