E7
Papa drove a truck nearly all his life
            A7
You know it drove mama crazy being a trucker's wife
    B7
The part she couldn't handle was the being alone
            C                               B7
I guess she needed more to hold than just a telephone
E7
Papa called mama each & every night
        A7
Just to ask her how she was & if us kids were alright
 B7
Mama would wait for that call to come in
            C                    B7         E7
But when daddy'd hang up she was gone again


[Chorus 1]
 A7
Mama was a looker, Lord how she shined
 E7
Papa was a good'n but the jealous kind
 A7
Papa loved mama, mama loved men
 E5                       B5           E7
Mama's in the graveyard, papa's in the pen

[Verse 2]
E7
Well, it was bound to happen & one night it did
           A7
Papa came home & it was just us kids
  B7
He had a dozen roses & a bottle of wine
          C                                B7
If he was looking to surprise us he was doing fine
  E7
I heard him cry for mama up & down the hall
         A7
Then I heard a bottle break against the bedroom wall
  B7
That old diesel engine made an eerie sound
             C                 B7       E7
When papa fired it up & headed into town

[Chorus 2]
  A7
Well, the picture in the paper showed the scene real well
   E7
Papa's rig was buried in the local Motel
   A7
The desk clerk said he saw it all real clear
            C                 B7          E7
He never hit the brakes & he was shifting gears

[Chorus 1]
 A7
Mama was a looker, Lord how she shined
 E7
Papa was a good'n but the jealous kind
 A7
Papa loved mama, mama loved men
 E5                       B5           E7
Mama's in the graveyard, papa's in the pen

[Outro]
E5                       B5            E7
Mama's in the graveyard, papa's in the pen