Papa Loved Mama
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1. Papa drove a truck nearly all his life,
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you
know it drove mama crazy being a trucker's wife,
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the
part she couldn't handle was the being alone,
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I
guess she needed more to hold than just a telephone.
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2. Papa called mama each and every night,
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just to ask her how she was and if us kids were alright.
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Mama
would wait for that call to come in,
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but
when daddy'd hang up she was gone again.
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Mama was a looker, Lord, how she shined,
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papa was a good'n but the jealous kind.
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Papa loved mama, mama loved men,
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mama's in the graveyard, papa's in the pen.
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3. Well, it was bound to happen, and one night
it did,
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Papa came home and it was just us kids.
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He
had a dozen roses and a bottle of wine,
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if
he was looking to surprise us, he was doing fine.
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4. I heard him cry for mama up and down the
hall,
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then I heard a bottle break against the bedroom wall.
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That old diesel engine made an eerie sound,
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when papa fired it up and headed into town.
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Well, the picture in the paper showed the scene real well,
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papa's rig was buried in the local motel.
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The
desk clerk said he saw it all real clear,
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he
never hit the breaks, and he was shifting gears.
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Mama was a looker, Lord, how she shined,
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papa was a good'n but the jealous kind.
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Papa loved mama, mama loved men,
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mama's in the graveyard papa's in the pen.
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(Garth Brooks)