Me and Jimmy Crowder and a single cagarette Crouched down in a stall out in the barn Three puffs later we were sick as we could get Prayin we'd get better before we got home She saw me comin through the back door screen I knew the minute that she looked at me Mama knows, Mama knows Sometimes I think she's got a window to my soul Mama knows, Mama knows Even when I think it doesn't show Mama knows Me and Becky Johnson ankle
Pants rolled up and hearts out on our sleeves Both needin more than either one of us could get That first love left the sweetest memory Fifteen and shy, didn't tell a soul How is it Mama never has to be told I wasn't home when Mama passed away I didn't get to say I love you But I've got this feelin Chorus until end.
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