Mama Tried
Lyrics
The first thing I remember knowing was a lonesome whistle blowing And a young gun's dream of growing up to ride On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound No one could change my mind but Mama triedfull lyrics...
The first thing I remember knowing was a lonesome whistle blowing And a young gun's dream of growing up to ride On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound No one could change my mind but Mama triedfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
country rootsfolk influences
a subtle use of vocal harmony
mild rhythmic syncopation
intricate melodic phrasing
thru composed melodic style
major key tonality
a good dose of acoustic guitar pickin'
a dynamic male vocalist
acoustic rhythm guitars
an upbeat two-step feel
hard swingin' rhythm
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Mama tried to raise me better but her pleading, I denied On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound My mama seemed to know what lay in store Dear old daddy, rest his soul, left my Mom a heavy load Working hours without rest, wanted me to have the best And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole Publisher: SONY/ATV SONGS D/B/A TREE PUBG CO One and only rebel child from the family, meek and mild The first thing I remember knowing was a lonesome whistle blowing No one could steer me right but mama tried, mama tried No one could steer me right but mama tried, mama tried 'Til mama couldn't hold me anymore She tried so very hard to fill his shoes Mama tried to raise me better but her pleading, I denied She tried to raise me right but I refused That leaves only me to blame 'cause mama tried That leaves only me to blame 'cause mama tried Despite all my Sunday learning towards the bad, I kept on turning Songwriter: Merle Haggard And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole No one could change my mind but Mama tried And a young gun's dream of growing up to ride









