Fore She Was Mama

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[Intro Chords]

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[Verse 1]
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'Bout ten years old, hide and seek
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I found me in the closet

Ready or not I stumbled on
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And opened up that box of

Yearbooks, letters, black and whites
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A hundred, maybe more

Next thing I know my brothers and me
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Got 'em scattered on the floor 
(Yeah)

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[Verse 2]
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There was one of her, flippin' the 
bird
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Sittin' on a Harley

And a few with some hairy hippie 
dude
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Turns out his name was Charlie

Her hair, her clothes, her drinkin' 
smokin'
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Had us boys confused
I'll never forget the day us nosey 
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kids got introduced

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[Chorus]
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To Mama, 'fore she was Mama
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In a string bikini, in Tijuana
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Won't admit she smoked marijuana
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But I saw Mama, 'fore she was Mama

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[Verse 3]
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We put that box right where it was
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And never said a word

But growin' up got hard just tryin'
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Not to picture her

In anything but aprons, dresses
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Mini-vans and church

Oh and Daddy would have whooped our 
butts
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For diggin' up that dirt

[Chorus]
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On Mama, 'fore she was Mama
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In a string bikini, in Tijuana
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Won't admit she smoked marijuana
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But I saw Mama, 'fore she was Mama

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[Verse 4]
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We laugh and hang it over her head
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Right above her halo

Her face turns red when we bring up
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That tie-dyed Winnebago

She runs and hides and still denies
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That hip high rose tattoo

She burned that box of 
forget-me-nots
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When she found out we knew

[Chorus]
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'Bout Mama, 'fore she was Mama
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In a string bikini, in Tijuana
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Won't admit she smoked marijuana
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But that was Mama, 'fore she was 
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Mama
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And there's that one down in the 
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Bahamas
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But that was Mama, 'fore she was 
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Mama

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