Mama Raised Hell
Mama sang her heart out in a country band.
Back in the seventies down in aggieland
I hear stories of way back when
From my daddy and her friends
all the folks who really knew her well
Say momma raised Hell
Daddy said he loved her at first sight
Momma said it took her a little more time
But she changed her life, changed her name
for him she would do anything.
And move through out of texas for a spell
And momma raised hell
Than I came along
and she sang me songs
So headstrong like her
and we fuzzed and fight because we're just alike
But I could've turned out worse
Lookin' back I see it all so well
When momma raised me
Momma raised hell
We fought about make up
we fought about guys
everytime I wore my short jeans skirt
she said no way, nice try
When I left home at sweet sixteen
going fast, chasing my dreams
Daddy said just call when you need help
But Momma raised hell
But she's coming along
and I sing her songs
I'm so headstrong like her
And we fuss and fight
because we're just alike
But I could've turned out worse
Lookin' back I see it all so well
When momma raised me
Momma raised hell
When I dyed my hair, she rolled her eyes
When I pierced my ears for the last second time
I know deep down when she shakes her head
She sees herself
Lookin' back I see it all so well
When momma raised me
Momma raised hell
Yeah when momma raised me
Momma raised Hell
Back in the seventies down in aggieland
I hear stories of way back when
From my daddy and her friends
all the folks who really knew her well
Say momma raised Hell
Daddy said he loved her at first sight
Momma said it took her a little more time
But she changed her life, changed her name
for him she would do anything.
And move through out of texas for a spell
And momma raised hell
Than I came along
and she sang me songs
So headstrong like her
and we fuzzed and fight because we're just alike
But I could've turned out worse
Lookin' back I see it all so well
When momma raised me
Momma raised hell
We fought about make up
we fought about guys
everytime I wore my short jeans skirt
she said no way, nice try
When I left home at sweet sixteen
going fast, chasing my dreams
Daddy said just call when you need help
But Momma raised hell
But she's coming along
and I sing her songs
I'm so headstrong like her
And we fuss and fight
because we're just alike
But I could've turned out worse
Lookin' back I see it all so well
When momma raised me
Momma raised hell
When I dyed my hair, she rolled her eyes
When I pierced my ears for the last second time
I know deep down when she shakes her head
She sees herself
Lookin' back I see it all so well
When momma raised me
Momma raised hell
Yeah when momma raised me
Momma raised Hell
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Writer(s): Roxy Dean, Olivia Lane
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