I'm The Only Hell (Mama Ever Raised) - Hit Co. Masters

I can't sell my mama

Short on loving me

I guess that's why

She let me go so far

Mama try to stopped

Me short of stealing

I guess that's why

I had to steal that car

She told me not to smoke it

But I did and it took me

Far away

And I turned out to be

The only hell my mama

Ever raised

Well I rolled into Atlanta

Stolen tags and

Almost out of gas

I had to get some money

And lately I'd learned how

To get it fast

Those neon lights was

Calling me and somehow

I just had to get downtown

So I reached into the glove box

Another liquor store went down

And I sing 'Precious memories'

Take me back to the good ol' days

Let me hear my mother singing

'Rock of ages' cleft for me

She tried to turn me on to Jesus

But I turned on to the devil's ways

And I turned out to be

The only hell my mama ever raised

When they put them

Handcuffs on me

Lord how I fought to resist

But agent clamped 'em tighter

'Til that metal bit into my wrist

They took my belt and my billfold

My fingerprints

And the profile of my face

Then they locked away

The only hell my mama ever raised

And I sing 'Precious memories'

Take me back to the good ol' days

Let me hear my mother singing

'Rock of ages' cleft for me

She tried to turn me on to Jesus

But I turned on to the devil's ways

And I turned out to be the only

Hell my mama ever raised

She tried to turn me on to Jesus

But I turned on to the devil's ways

And I turned out to be the only

Hell my mama ever raised