Mama's Last
(David Lee Murphy/Kim Tribble)
Well I never knew my daddy
But everybody says my brother looks like him
And my brother he's in prison
And I doubt he'll be gettin' out again
But I watch it from the cradle
Though mama tried to hide the truth from me
She did all that she was able
And Lord I guess the rest is history
But we all know nobody's perfect
And mama prayed I'd turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
'Cause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know she'd never say it
But we all make mistakes and that's a fact
And I know I'm not the first but I guess
I was Mama's last
Mama had to work the factory
She had too much pride to take a helpin' hand
But she read the Bible
So I got no excuse for what I am
When they'd pass the plate on Sunday
I know it'd break her heart if she knew now
While she was puttin' in her quarters
I was reaching in and taking dollars out
But we all know nobody's perfect
And mama prayed I'd turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
'Cause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know she'd never say it
But we all make mistakes and that's a fact
And I know I'm not the first but I guess
I was Mama's last
But we all know nobody's perfect
And mama prayed I'd turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
'Cause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know she'd never say it
But we all make mistakes and that's a fact
And I know I'm not the first but I guess
I was Mama's last
No I'm not the first mistake that she ever made
But I was mama's last
Well I never knew my daddy
But everybody says my brother looks like him
And my brother he's in prison
And I doubt he'll be gettin' out again
But I watch it from the cradle
Though mama tried to hide the truth from me
She did all that she was able
And Lord I guess the rest is history
But we all know nobody's perfect
And mama prayed I'd turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
'Cause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know she'd never say it
But we all make mistakes and that's a fact
And I know I'm not the first but I guess
I was Mama's last
Mama had to work the factory
She had too much pride to take a helpin' hand
But she read the Bible
So I got no excuse for what I am
When they'd pass the plate on Sunday
I know it'd break her heart if she knew now
While she was puttin' in her quarters
I was reaching in and taking dollars out
But we all know nobody's perfect
And mama prayed I'd turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
'Cause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know she'd never say it
But we all make mistakes and that's a fact
And I know I'm not the first but I guess
I was Mama's last
But we all know nobody's perfect
And mama prayed I'd turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
'Cause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know she'd never say it
But we all make mistakes and that's a fact
And I know I'm not the first but I guess
I was Mama's last
No I'm not the first mistake that she ever made
But I was mama's last
Credits
Writer(s): Kim Chadwick Tribble, David Lee Murphy
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