Clay Walker

For She Was Momma Chords

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Clay Walker: "For She Was Momma"



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'Bout ten years old, hide and seek
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I found me in the closet
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Ready or not I stumbled on
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And opened up that box of
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Yearbooks, letters, black and whites
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A hundred, maybe more
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Next thing I know my brothers and me
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Got 'em scattered on the floor (Yeah)


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There was one of her, flippin' the bird
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Sittin' on a Harley
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And a few with some hairy hippie dude
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Turns out his name was Charlie
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Her hair, her clothes, her drinkin' smokin'
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Had us boys confused
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I'll never forget the day us nosey kids got introduced

"Chorus"
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To Mama, 'fore she was Mama
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In a string bikini, in Tijuana
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Won't admit she smoked marijuana
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But I saw Mama, 'fore she was Mama

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We put that box right where it was
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And never said a word
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But growin' up got hard just tryin'
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Not to picture her
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In anything but aprons, dresses
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Mini-vans and church
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Oh and Daddy would have whooped our butts
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For diggin' up that dirt

"Chorus #2"
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On Mama, 'fore she was Mama
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In a string bikini, in Tijuana
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She won't admit she smoked marijuana
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But I saw Mama, 'fore she was Mama

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We laugh and hang it over her head
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Right above her halo
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Her face turns red when we bring up
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That tie-dyed Winnebago
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She runs and hides and still denies
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That hip high rose tattoo
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She burned that box of forget-me-nots
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When she found out we knew

"Chorus #3"
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About Mama, 'fore she was Mama
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In a string bikini, in Tijuana
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Won't admit she smoked marijuana
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But that was Mama, 'fore she was Mama

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And there's that one down in the Bahamas
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But that was Mama, 'fore she was Mama