E7 
Papa drove a truck nearly all his life 
            A7 
You know it drove mama crazy being a trucker's wife 
    B7 
The part she couldn't handle was the being alone 
            C                               B7 
I guess she needed more to hold than just a telephone 
E7 
Papa called mama each & every night 
        A7 
Just to ask her how she was & if us kids were alright 
 B7 
Mama would wait for that call to come in 
            C                    B7         E7 
But when daddy'd hang up she was gone again 
 
 
chorus.... #1   A7 
                Mama was a looker Lord how she shined 
                  E7 
                Papa was a good'n but the jealous kind 
                  A7 
                Papa loved mama, mama loved men 
                 Em                      B7           E7 
                Mama's in the graveyard papa's in the pen 
 
 
 
Well it was bound to happen & one night it did 
Papa came home & it was just us kids 
He had a dozen roses & a bottle of wine 
If he was looking to surprise us he was doing fine 
I heard him cry for mama up & down the hall 
Then I heard a bottle break against the bedroom wall 
That old diesel engine made an eerie sound 
When papa fired it up & headed into town 
 
 
chorus... #2    Well the picture in teh paper showed the scene real well 
                Papa's rig was buried in the local Motel 
                The desk clerk said he saw it all real clear 
                He never hit the breaks & he was shifting gears 
 
chorus... #1..... 
 
Em                      B7            E7 
Mama's in the graveyard papa's in the pen 
Mama's in the graveyard papa's in the pen