Mama Tried Lyrics & Chords By Bob Luman

The first thing I remember knowing, Was a lonesome whistle blowing, And a young un's dream of growing up to ride; On a freight train leaving town, Not knowing where I'm bound, ...read more

The first thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin', And a youngun's dream of growin' up to ride, On a freight train leavin' town, not knowin' where I'm bound. And...read more

The first thing I remember knowin’ Was a lonesome whistle blowin’ And a young'un's dream of growing up to ride On a freight train leavin’ town Not knowin’ where I'm...read more

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...read more

First thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin' And the youngest dream of growin' up to ride On a freight train leaving town not knowing where I'm bound...read more