Testo di Momma Tried

The first thing I remember knowing was a lonesome whistle blowing And a youngun's dream of growing up to ride On a freight train leaving town not knowing where I'm bound And no one could change my mind but Momma Tried One and only Rebel child from a family meek and mild My momma seemed to know what lay in store Spite all my Sunday learning with the bad I kept on turning Till momma couldn't hold me anymore And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole No one could steer me right but Momma Tried Momma Tried Momma Tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied And that leaves only me to blame cause Momma Tried Dear ole' daddy rest his soul left my mom a heavy load She tried so very hard to feel his shoes Working hours without rest wanted me to have the best She tried to raise me right but I refused