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I'm The Only Hell My Mama Ever Raised - 82A/166

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B  
I can't sell my mama short on loving me
I guess that's why she let me go so far
E  
Mama try to stopped me short of stealing
     B  
I guess that's why I had to steal that car
B  
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
B  
Well, I rolled into Atlanta, stolen tags and almost out of gas
     E  
I had to get some money, and lately I'd learned how to get it fast
                B                                                                                                                                                              E  
Those neon lights was calling me and somehow I just had to get downtown
             F#                                                                                                                                         B  
So I reached into the glove box, another liquor store went down
                                B                                                                                                                              E  
And I sing 'Precious memories', take me back to the good ol' days
                  F#                                                                                                              B  
Let me hear mama singing, 'Rock of ages' cleft for me
                                                                                                                                                                             E  
She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways
          F#                                                                                                                    B                    C  
And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised
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                          C  
When they put them handcuffs on me, Lord how I fought to resist
          F  
But agent clamped 'em tighter, 'til that metal bit into my wrist
                                  C                                                                                                                                                              F  
They took my belt and my billfold, my fingerprints, and the profile of my face
G                                                                                                                                            C  
Then they locked away the only hell my mama ever ever raised
                                C                                                                                                                              F  
And I sing 'Precious memories', take me back to the good ol' days
                  G                                                                                                                 C  
Let me hear mama singing, 'Rock of ages' cleft for me
                                                                                                                                                                             F  
She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways
          G                                                                                                                      C              C#  
And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised
                                  C#                                                                                                                                    F#  
She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways
          G#                                                                                                                    C#  
And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised