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

No one could change my mind but Mama tried

One and only rebel child

From a family, meek and mild

My Mama seemed to know what lay in store

Despite all my Sunday learning

Towards the bad, I kept on turning

'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore

And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole

No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried

Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading, I denied

That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried

Dear old Daddy, rest his soul

Left my Mom a heavy load

She tried so very hard to fill his shoes

Working hours without rest

Wanted me to have the best

She tried to raise me right but I refused

And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole

No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried

Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading, I denied.

That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried