Tonalité : B major•
Verse 1
B
I can't sell my mama's
short on lovin' me.
I guess that's why she let me go so far.
E
B
E
B
E
Mama tried to stop me short of stealin'.
B
I guess that's why I had to steal that car.
She told me not to smoke it,
E
but I did, and it took me far away
F#
And I turned out to be
B
the only hell my mama ever raised
Well, I rode into Atlanta,
stolen taxin' almost out of gas
E
I had to get some money
Lately, I'd learned how to get it fast
B
Old Neon Lights was callin' me
E
And somehow I just had to get downtown
F#
So I reached into the glove box
B
Another liquor store went down
And I said, precious memories,
E
take me back to the good old days
F#
Let me hear my mama singing,
a rock of ages clipped for me
B
She tried to turn me on to Jesus,
E
but I turned on to the devil's ways
F#
And I turned out to be,
B
C
the only hell my mama ever raised
Well, put them handcuffs on me
Lord, how I fought to resist
F
But they just clamped them tighter
Till that metal bit into my wrists
C
They took my belt and my billfold,
F
my fingerprints and the profile of my face
G
And then they locked away
C
the only hill my mama ever raised
And I said, precious memory,
F
G
C
take me back to the good old days
She tried to turn me on to Jesus,
F
but I turned on to the devil's ways
G
And I turned out to be
C
C#
the only hell my mama ever raised
She tried to turn me on to Jesus,
F#
but I turned on to the devil's ways
G#
And I turned out to be,
Outro 1
the only hell my mama ever raised
C#
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