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(David Lee Murphy/Kim Tribble)
Well I never knew my daddy
But everybody says my brother looks like him
And my brother hes in prison
And I doubt hell 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 nobodys perfect
And mama prayed Id turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
Cause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know shed never say it
But we all make mistakes and thats a fact
And I know Im not the first but I guess
I was Mamas 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 theyd pass the plate on Sunday
I know itd 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 nobodys perfect
And mama prayed Id turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
Cause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know shed never say it
But we all make mistakes and thats a fact
And I know Im not the first but I guess
I was Mamas last
But we all know nobodys perfect
And mama prayed Id turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
Cause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know shed never say it
But we all make mistakes and thats a fact
And I know Im not the first but I guess
I was Mamas last
No Im not the first mistake that she ever made
But I was mamas last