Papa
loved Mama
1. Papa drove a truck
nearly all his life,
A
you know it drove mama crazy being a
trucker's wife,
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the part she couldn't handle was the being
alone,
C
B7
I guess she needed more to hold than just a
telephone.
2. Papa called mama
each and every night,
A
just to ask her how she was and if us kids
were alright.
B7
Mama would wait for that call to come in,
C B7 E
but when daddy'd hang up she was gone again.
Mama was a looker, Lord, how she shined,
E
papa was a good'n but the jealous kind.
A
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Papa loved mama, mama loved men,
E B7 E
mama's in the graveyard, papa's in the pen.
E
3. Well, it was bound
to happen, and one night it did,
A
Papa came home and it was just us kids.
B7
He had a dozen roses and a bottle of wine,
C
B7
if he was looking to surprise us, he was
doing fine.
4. I heard him cry for
mama up and down the hall,
A
then I heard a bottle break against the
bedroom wall.
B7
That old diesel engine made an eerie sound,
C B7 E
when papa fired it up and headed into town.
A
Well, the picture in the paper showed the
scene real well,
E
papa's rig was buried in the local motel.
A
~ ~
The desk clerk said he saw it all real
clear,
E
B7 E
he never hit the breaks, and he was
shifting gears.
Mama was a looker, Lord, how she shined,
E
papa was a good'n but the jealous kind.
A ~ ~
Papa loved mama, mama loved men,
E B7 E
mama's in the graveyard papa's in the pen.
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