Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Tried

First thing I remember was a lonesome whistle blowing
And the youngest dream of growing up to
On a freight train leaving not knowing where I'm bound
And no one could change my mind but tried
One and only rebel child for my family meek and
My seemed to know what laid in store
of all my Sunday learning toward the bad I kept on turning
Till mama couldn't hold me
I turned twenty one in doing life without parole
No one could steer me right but tried mama tried
tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied
That leaves only me to blame mama tried
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old daddy rest his soul left my mama heavy load
She tried so very hard to fill his
hours without rest wanted me to have the best
She tried to raise me right but I
I turned one in prison...
tried