Drinkin Over Mama
Well I'm sittin' here drinkin' over momma.
Well I just can't believe that she is gone.
But I never did think momma would leave us,
to fend for ourselves on our own.
Now paw, he can't hardly understand it,
'cause he never did treat our momma wrong.
But I guess that momma never told him
she started smokin' crack at the age of sixty-one.
And it's been years, since we've seen our momma -
even though I heard some stories about her nights.
And poor LJ, the sheriff, told us,
that momma got killed by her damn crack pipe.
Well I'm gonna have to find paw a good woman,
cause he's startin' to look just like a bag of bones.
She's gonna have to clean all those shotguns
and skin those critters we bring home.
And it's been years, since we've seen our momma -
even though I heard some stories about her nights.
And poor LJ, the sheriff, told us,
that momma got killed by her damn crack pipe.
Yeah momma got killed by her damn crack pipe.