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Mama Hated Diesels

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Introdução:

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Mama hated diesels so bad
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I guess I knew it was something to do with dad
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The first time I ever seen her cry, was after one of them things went by
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Mama hated diesels so bad
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I remember hearin' those semis gearing down
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My mom and me lived right on the high grade end of town
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I sure loved them white freighters, but there was somethin' in Mama's eyes
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when she'd catch me watching the road, lord, a little bitty piece of her died
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Mama hated diesels so bad
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I guess I knew it was something to do with dad
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The first time I ever seen her cry, was after one of them things went by
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Mama hated diesels so bad
(Spoken)
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As the years passed and I grew older, mama did too
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Pretty soon she stopped singin' and   laughin', well, she'd hardly even eat
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I began staying away from home on the weekdays, and wouldn't come home from school till'
way after dark
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I was always too busy havin' fun, either messing around with some girl or hanging aroun
the truckstop
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or talking too my buddies about about the big rigs that were all the time rollin' in
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Or talking about all the crazy places we never been, like California
(Spoken)
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Well, one day the county sheriff came up to me
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He said they found my mama wandering all by herself in the middle of the highway cryin'
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She was trying of all things Lord, to flag down one of them rigs with a pocket                 handkerchief
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Well, that left me all on my own
(Spoken)
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I got a job unloadin' rigs down at the local frieght yard
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Pretty soon I got a rig of my own and I left hometown on my very first runt to Frisco
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That was three years ago today, and I ain't been home in all that time since then, till now
(Sing)
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Now it's me and the local preacher, standing in the graveyard grass
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Staring down at the highway, watching those big boys pass
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Well he laid his hand upon me and he prayed for quite some time
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I could barely understand the words he said behind that highways whine
(Spoken)
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He handed me a faded photograph, he said he found it in my mama's hand
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He said , I'm afraid you and this picture were the best your mama ever had
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Well I looked down at that picture, it was Mama and some guy
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standing beside a semi- truck, "just married" written on the side
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Mama hated diesels so bad
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I guess I knew it was something to do with dad
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The first time I ever seen her cry was after one of them things went by
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Mama hated diesels so bad