I can't sell my mama 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 rode into Atlanta
Stolen tags and almost outta gas
I had to get some money
And lately, I've learned how to get it fast
Those neon lights were calling me
And somehow, I just had to get downtown
So I reached into the glovebox
Another liquor store went down
And I said, "Precious memories
Take me back to the good ol' days
Let me hear my mama 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
Well, they put them handcuffs on me
Lord, how I fought to resist
But the 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 say, "Precious memories
Take me back to the good ol' days
Let me hear my mama 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
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And I'd say, "Precious memories
Take me back to the good ol' days
Let me hear my 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
And I turned out to be
The only hell my mama ever raised