Im the only hell my mama ever raised lyrics

I can't sell my mama short on loving me
I guess that's why she let me go so far
Momma try to stopped me short of stealing
I guess that's why I had to steal that car

She told me not to smoke it
But I did and it took me far away
And I turned out to be
The only hell mama ever raised

Well, I rolled into Atlanta, stolen tags and almost out of gas
I had to get some money, and lately I'd learned how to get it fast
Those neon lights was calling me and somehow I just had to get downtown
So, I reached into the glove box, another liquor store went down

And I said, precious memories, take me back to the good ol' days
Let me hear my momma singing, rock of ages cleft for me
She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways
And I turned out to be the only hell my momma ever raised

When they put those handcuffs on me, lord how I fought to resist
But the agent clamped 'em tighter, till that metal bit into my wrists
They took my belt and my billfold, my fingerprints, and the profile of my face
Then they locked away the only hell my momma ever raised

And I sing precious memories, take me back to the good ol' days
Let me hear my momma singing, rock of ages cleft for me
She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways
And I turned out to be the only hell my momma ever raised

Johnny Paycheck

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Johnny Paycheck

Johnny Paycheck was the stage name of Donald Eugene Lytle (May 31, 1938 – February 19, 2003), a country music singer and Grand Ole Opry member most famous for recording the David Allan Coe song "Take This Job and Shove It". He achieved his greatest success in the 1970s as a major force in country music's "Outlaw Movement" popularized by artists such as David Allan Coe, Waylon Jennings, Willie Nelson, Billy Joe Shaver and Merle Haggard. In the 1980s, his music career suffered from his problems with drugs, alcohol, and legal difficulties. He served a prison sentence in the early 1990s but his declining health effectively ended his career in early 2000. more »

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

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Written by: Bobby Borchers, Wayne Kemp, Mack Vickery

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Well, I can't sell my momma short on loving me
I guess that's why she let me go so far
Momma always stopped me short of stealing
I guess that's why I had to steal that car.

She told me not to smoke it
But I did and it took me far away
And I turned out to be
The only hell mama ever raised.

I pulled into Atlanta, stolen tags and almost out of gas
I had to get some money, and lately I'd learned how to get it fast
Those neon lights was calling me and somehow I had to get downtown
I reached into the glovebox, another liquor store went down.

Chorus:
And I sing "Precious Memories," take me back to the good ol' days
I can hear my momma singing, "Rock of Ages" cleft for me
She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways
And I turned out to be the only hell my moma ever raised.

When they put those handcuffs on me, Lord how I fought to resist
But that agent clamped 'em tighter, 'til that metal bit into my wrist
They took my boots and my billfold, my fingerprints, and the profile of my face
Then they locked away the only hell my moma ever ever raised.

Chorus:
And I sing "Precious Memories," take me back to the good ol' days
I can hear my momma singing, "Rock of Ages" cleft for me
She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways
And I turned out to be the only hell my moma ever raised...

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