Luyện nghe bài hát Fore She Was Mama

Bout ten years old, and seek
I me in the closet
Ready or not I on
And opened up box of

Yearbooks, letters, black and
A hundred, more
Next thing I know my and me
Got em scattered on the floor,

It was one of her, the bird
Sittin on a
And a few with some hippie dude
out his name was Charlie

Her hair, her clothes, her drinkin,
Had us confused
Ill forget the day
Us nosy kids got

To 'fore she was mama
In a bikini in Tijuana
Wont admit she smoked
But I saw mama 'fore she was

We put box right where it was
And never a word
But up got hard just tryin
Not to her

In but aprons, dresses
and church
Oh and daddy would whooped our butts
For diggin up that

On mama 'fore she was
In a bikini in Tijuana
She wont admit she smoked
But I saw mama she was mama

We laugh and it over her head
Right her halo
Her face turns red when we up
tie-dyed Winnebago

She and hides and still denies
That hip rose tattoo
She that box of forget-me-nots
When she out we knew

About mama she was mama
In a string bikini in
Wont admit she marijuana
But that was 'fore she was mama

And theres one down in the Bahamas
Oh, but that was mama she was mama

Yeah, her red handed