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Mama Tried
Circle D 228
 
    
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Mama Tried
 
ID: 521
   Instrumental  

LabelCircle D
WEB SITE www.dosado.com
Label information
Grid list of Circle D recordings
Number228
TypeSinging Call
Copies1
Vic's Rating5 (excellent)
Bpm132
Duration3:42
Media45 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)
Kevin Bacon     recordings by Kevin Bacon
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Cue Sheet

OPENER    Basic

Circle left
First thing I remember knowing was that lonesome whistle blowing
And the young ones dream of gowing up to write

Walk around the corner lady, see saw your own
And do an allemande the corner, weave the ring
I turned 21 in prison doing life without parole
Swing your girl around and promenade (mama tried)
Mama tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied
That leaves only me to blame 'cause mama tried


FIGURE    Basic, corner progression

1 & 3 square thru 4 hands around in time
Go all the way and do a dosado
You'll swing thru tonight and boys better run right
Do a ferris wheel & deal, get a right & left thru and turn
Do a double pass thru, first couple do a partner trade
You'll square thru 2, swing and promenade
Mama tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied
That leaves only me to blame 'cause mama tried


MIDDLE BREAK   

One and only rebel child from a family meek and mild
My mama seemed to know what lay in store


CLOSER   

Dear old daddy, rest his soul, left my mom a heavy load
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes


TAG

Swing her boys
 
Lyrics

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Mama Tried Lyrics ID: 247

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 'cos 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 'cos Mama tried.

Lyrics by Merle Haggard. 

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