Johnny Paycheck

Johnny Paycheck

I'm The Only Hell My Mama Ever Raised - 82A/166
Composição de (Vickery)
verse 1 
 
B                        
I can't sell my mama short on loving me  

I guess that's why she let me go so far  
E                   
Mama try to stopped me short of stealing  
  B  
I guess that's why I had to steal that car  
B  
She told me not to smoke it  
                             E  
But I did and it took me far away  
    F#    
And I turned out to be  
                           B  
The only hell my mama ever raised  
B  
Well, I rolled into Atlanta, stolen tags and almost out of gas  
  E  
I had to get some money, and lately I'd learned how to get it fast  
      B                                                            E  
Those neon lights was calling me and somehow I just had to get downtown  
     F#                                                    B  
So I reached into the glove box, another liquor store went down  


[Refrão]
B E And I sing 'Precious memories', take me back to the good ol' days F# B Let me hear mama singing, 'Rock of ages' cleft for me E She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways F# B C And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised verse 2 C When they put them handcuffs on me, Lord how I fought to resist F But agent clamped 'em tighter, 'til that metal bit into my wrist C F They took my belt and my billfold, my fingerprints, and the profile of my face G C Then they locked away the only hell my mama ever ever raised
[Refrão]
C F And I sing 'Precious memories', take me back to the good ol' days G C Let me hear mama singing, 'Rock of ages' cleft for me F She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways G C C# And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised C# F# She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways G# C# And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised

Enviado por: Deivid Cavalcanti

Corrigido por: Michael Spriggs