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  • Текст песни Garth Brooks - Papa Loved Mama

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    Papa drove a truck nearly all his life
    You know it drove mama crazy being a trucker's wife
    The part she couldn't handle was the being alone
    I guess she needed more to hold than just a telephone
    Papa called Mama each and every night
    Just to ask her how she was and if us kids were alright
    Mama would wait for that call to come in
    When Daddy'd hang up then she was gone again
    Mama was a looker
    Lord, how she shined
    Papa was a good'n
    But the jealous kind
    Papa loved Mama
    Mama loved men
    Mama's in the graveyard
    Papa's in the pen
    Well, it was bound to happen and one night it did
    Papa came home and it was just us kids
    He had a dozen roses and a bottle of wine
    If he was lookin' to surprise us, he was doin' fine
    I heard him cry for Mama up and own the hall
    Then I heard a bottle break against the bedroom wall
    That old diesel engine made an eerie sound
    When Papa fired it up and headed into town
    Well, the picture in the paper showed the scene real well
    Papa's rig was buried in the local motel
    The desk clerk said he saw it all real clear
    He never hit the brakes and he was shifting gears
    Mama was a looker
    Lord, how she shined
    Papa was a good'n
    But the jealous kind
    Papa loved Mama
    Mama loved men
    Mama's in the graveyard
    Papa's in the pen

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