Givin' Momma Reasons To Pray
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I hit the road outta high school with a guitar in my hand
I fell in love with the sound of a honky tonk band
Daddy looked me in the eye, said "
Son you're gonna throw your life away
You're just givin' mama reasons to pray"
I fell in love with a barmaid, I guess you live and learn
Oh, how I felt the whiskey burn
And all the while I was thinkin', "This ain't how I was raised"
But I kept givin' mama reasons to pray
Mama always believed in me
She knew the kind of man that I could be
But every time I'd get on track, the devil made me stray
And I'd be givin' mama reasons to pray
I held my mama's dyin' hand on a Tuesday afternoon
It was the coldest day that we ever had in June
She pulled me close and she whispered, the last thing I heard her say
Was "Son, stop givin' mama reasons to pray"
Mama always believed in me
She knew the kind of man that I could be
But every time I'd get on track, the devil made me stray
And I'd be givin' mama reasons to pray
Oh, I'm not givin' mama reasons to pray