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The first thing I remember knowing |
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Was a lonesome whistle blowing |
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And a young un's dream of growing up to ride |
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On a freight train leaving town |
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Not knowing where I'm bound |
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No one could change my mind Mama tried |
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One and only rebel child |
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From a family meek and mild |
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My Mama seemed to know what lay in store |
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Despite my Sunday learning |
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Towards the bad I kept turning |
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Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore |
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And I turned twenty one in prion doing life without parole |
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No one could steer me right Mama tried Mama tried |
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Mama tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied |
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That leaves only me to blame cause Mama tried |
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Dear old daddy rest his soul |
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Left my Mom a heavy load |
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She tried so very hard to fill his shoes |
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Working hours without rest |
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Wanted me to have the best |
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She tried to raise me right but I refused |
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I turned twenty one in prison doing life without parole |
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No one could steer me right mama tried Mama tried |
