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Johnny Paycheck Miscellaneous I'm The Only Hell My Mamma Ever Raised (1977) 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 my momma ever raised 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 sing Precious Memories take me back to the good old 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 momma ever raised When they put those handcuffs on me lord how I fought to resist But that agent clamped them tighter till 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 momma ever raised And I sing Precious Memories take me back to the good old 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 momma 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 momma ever raised |
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