[00:00.000] 作曲 : Warren "Oak" Felder/Walker Hayes/Ben Williams/Sebastian Kole
[00:03.116]Thirteen, I was already leaning on a bottle
[00:05.919]Daddy beat us with a belt, preacher beat us with a bible
[00:08.670]Down in south Alabama, Dog River cattails
[00:11.658]I was scared of my brother when he got out of jail
[00:14.726]Bought a Chevy
[00:16.258]Drove Laney Beville to the levee
[00:19.193]We were getting out of dodge ready
[00:22.108]Class of '98, ain't called y'all in a minute, but hey
[00:26.471]Mama, I still keep my Mobile life
[00:29.677]In my pocket like a pocket knife
[00:32.382]I take it out every once in a smile
[00:35.366]Whittle on a memory for a little while
[00:38.450]Thank God the shit that went wrong
[00:41.260]Taught me how to write country songs
[00:44.665]Ain't it funny how childhood trauma
[00:47.494]Cuts you deep and sharpens you
[00:49.446]Don't it, Mama?
[00:52.044]Said I'ma throw a little Tupac on the mic
[00:55.301]I ain't mad at you, Mama, 'cause
[00:57.108]It ain't like I was one of those
[00:59.249]Honor Roll bumper sticker kids
[01:01.618]I know you tried like Merle's mama did
[01:04.635]But I was too proud
[01:06.512]Turning my twelves up too loud
[01:09.238]I was just a baby, got a few now
[01:12.241]Wish I could call Dad
[01:14.034]I just called to say don't be sad
[01:16.604]Mama, I still keep my Mobile life
[01:19.353]In my pocket like a pocket knife
[01:22.449]I take it out every once in a smile
[01:25.455]Whittle on a memory for a little while
[01:28.801]Thank God the shit that went wrong
[01:31.506]Taught me how to write country songs
[01:34.456]Ain't it funny how childhood trauma
[01:37.730]Cuts you deep and sharpens you
[01:39.699]Don't it, Mama?
[01:40.441]Too long, way too long
[01:42.965]Since I took that drive to the 251
[01:45.962]Too long, way too long
[01:48.755]Down 65, 'Bama, here I come
[01:51.613]Too long, way too long
[01:54.562]Since I took that drive to the 251
[01:57.607]Too long, way too long
[02:00.434]Down 65, 'Bama, here I come
[02:03.602]Mama, I still keep my Mobile life
[02:07.085]In my pocket like a pocket knife
[02:09.581]I take it out every once in a smile
[02:12.463]Whittle on a memory for a little while
[02:15.655]Thank God the shit that went wrong
[02:18.594]Taught me how to write country songs
[02:21.759]Ain't it funny how childhood trauma
[02:24.750]Cuts you deep and sharpens you
[02:26.606]Don't it, Mama?
[02:36.927]Cuts you deep and sharpens you
[02:38.357]Don't it, Mama?
[02:48.589]Cuts you deep and sharpens you
[02:49.982]Don't it, Mama?

作曲 : Warren "Oak" Felder/Walker Hayes/Ben Williams/Sebastian Kole
Thirteen, I was already leaning on a bottle
Daddy beat us with a belt, preacher beat us with a bible
Down in south Alabama, Dog River cattails
I was scared of my brother when he got out of jail
Bought a Chevy
Drove Laney Beville to the levee
We were getting out of dodge ready
Class of '98, ain't called y'all in a minute, but hey
Mama, I still keep my Mobile life
In my pocket like a pocket knife
I take it out every once in a smile
Whittle on a memory for a little while
Thank God the shit that went wrong
Taught me how to write country songs
Ain't it funny how childhood trauma
Cuts you deep and sharpens you
Don't it, Mama?
Said I'ma throw a little Tupac on the mic
I ain't mad at you, Mama, 'cause
It ain't like I was one of those
Honor Roll bumper sticker kids
I know you tried like Merle's mama did
But I was too proud
Turning my twelves up too loud
I was just a baby, got a few now
Wish I could call Dad
I just called to say don't be sad
Mama, I still keep my Mobile life
In my pocket like a pocket knife
I take it out every once in a smile
Whittle on a memory for a little while
Thank God the shit that went wrong
Taught me how to write country songs
Ain't it funny how childhood trauma
Cuts you deep and sharpens you
Don't it, Mama?
Too long, way too long
Since I took that drive to the 251
Too long, way too long
Down 65, 'Bama, here I come
Too long, way too long
Since I took that drive to the 251
Too long, way too long
Down 65, 'Bama, here I come
Mama, I still keep my Mobile life
In my pocket like a pocket knife
I take it out every once in a smile
Whittle on a memory for a little while
Thank God the shit that went wrong
Taught me how to write country songs
Ain't it funny how childhood trauma
Cuts you deep and sharpens you
Don't it, Mama?
Cuts you deep and sharpens you
Don't it, Mama?
Cuts you deep and sharpens you
Don't it, Mama?