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Papa Loved Mama

This song is by David Allan Coe and appears on the album 20 Greatest Hits (1994).

Papa drove a truck nearly all his life
You know it drove mama crazy bein a trucker's wife
The part she couldn't handle was the bein' alone
I guess she needed more to hold than just the telephone
Papa called mama each and every night
Just to ask her how she was and if us kids was all right
Mama'd wait for hours for the call to come in
But when Daddy'd hung up the phone she'd be gone again

Momma was a looker
Lord, how she shined
Papa was a good'n
But the jealous kind
Papa Loved Mama
Mama loved men
Mama's in the graveyard
Papa's in the pen

Well, it was bound to happen
And one night it did
Papa came home and it was just us kids
He had a dozen roses and a bottle of wine
If he was lookin' to surprise us he was doin' fine
I heard him cry for mama up and down the hall
Then I heard the bottle break against the bedroom wall
That ol' diesel engine made an eerie sound
When Papa fired it up and headed into town

The picture in the 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 brakes and he was shifting gears

Momma was a looker
Lord how she shined
Papa was a good'n
But the jealous kind
Papa Loved Mama
Mama loved men
Mama's in the graveyard
Papa's in the pen

Momma was a looker
Lord how she shined
Papa was a good man
But the jealous kind
Papa Loved Mama
Mama loved men
Mama's in the graveyard
Papa's in the pen

Written by:

Garth Brooks; Kim Williams

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