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
Em B7 E7
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Mama's in the graveyard papa's in the pen
Well it was bound to happen & one night it did
Papa came home & it was just us kids
He had a dozen roses & a bottle of wine
If he was looking to surprise us he was doing fine
I heard him cry for mama up & down 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 & headed into town
chorus... #2 Well the picture in teh 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 breaks & he was shifting gears
chorus... #1.....
Em B7 E7
Mama's in the graveyard papa's in the pen
Mama's in the graveyard papa's in the pen
