Mama’s Last

Lyrics

(David Lee Murphy/Kim Tribble) Well I never knew my daddy But everybody says my brother looks like him And my brother he's in prison And I doubt he'll be gettin' out again But I watch it from the cradle Though mama tried to hide the truth from me She did all that she was able And Lord I guess the rest is history But we all know nobody's perfect And mama prayed I'd turn out differently And she tried to raise me better 'Cause I was the baby of the family Oh well I know she'd never say it But we all make mistakes and that's a fact And I know I'm not the first but I guess I was Mama's last Mama had to work the factory She had too much pride to take a helpin' hand But she read the Bible So I got no excuse for what I am When they'd pass the plate on Sunday I know it'd break her heart if she knew now While she was puttin' in her quarters I was reaching in and taking dollars out But we all know nobody's perfect And mama prayed I'd turn out differently And she tried to raise me better 'Cause I was the baby of the family Oh well I know she'd never say it But we all make mistakes and that's a fact And I know I'm not the first but I guess I was Mama's last But we all know nobody's perfect And mama prayed I'd turn out differently And she tried to raise me better 'Cause I was the baby of the family Oh well I know she'd never say it But we all make mistakes and that's a fact And I know I'm not the first but I guess I was Mama's last No I'm not the first mistake that she ever made But I was mama's last