Listen to I'm the Only Hell My Mama Ever Raised by Willie Nelson

I'm the Only Hell My Mama Ever Raised

Willie Nelson

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Willie Nelson
Willie Nelson
Performer
Buddy Cannon
Buddy Cannon
Background Vocals
Chad Cromwell
Chad Cromwell
Drums
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Bass
Mike Johnson
Mike Johnson
Steel Guitar
Catherine Marx
Catherine Marx
Piano
Larry Paxton
Larry Paxton
Bass
Mickey Raphael
Mickey Raphael
Harmonica
Bobby Terry
Bobby Terry
Acoustic Guitar
Lonnie Wilson
Lonnie Wilson
Drums
Melonie Cannon
Melonie Cannon
Background Vocals
Ward Davis
Ward Davis
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buddy Cannon
Buddy Cannon
Producer

Lyrics

I can't sell my mama short on loving me I guess that's why she let me go so far Mama tried to stop me short of stealing I guess that's why I had to steal that car She told me not to smoke it, but I did And it took me far away And I turned out to be The only hell my mama ever raised Well, I rode into Atlanta Stolen tags and almost outta gas I had to get some money And lately, I've learned how to get it fast Those neon lights were calling me And somehow, I just had to get downtown So I reached into the glovebox Another liquor store went down And I said, "Precious memories Take me back to the good ol' days Let me hear my mama sing 'Rock of Ages, Cleft for Me'" She tried to turn me on to Jesus But I turned on to the devil's ways And I turned out to be The only hell my mama ever raised Well, they put them handcuffs on me Lord, how I fought to resist But the agent clamped 'em tighter 'Til that metal bit into my wrist They took my belt and my billfold My fingerprints, and the profile of my face And then they locked away The only hell my mama ever ever raised And I'd say, "Precious memories Take me back to the good ol' days Let me hear my mama sing 'Rock of Ages, Cleft for Me'" She tried to turn me on to Jesus But I turned on to the devil's ways And I turned out to be The only hell my mama ever raised And I'd say, "Precious memories Take me back to the good ol' days Let me hear my mama singing 'Rock of Ages, Cleft for Me'" She tried to turn me on to Jesus But I turned on to the devil's ways And I turned out to be The only hell my mama ever raised And I turned out to be The only hell my mama ever raised
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