Chords for Papa Loved Mama

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[E] Papa drove a truck nearly all his life, you know it drove mama crazy being a trucker's [A] wife.
The [F#] part she couldn't handle was being alone, [A] I guess she needed more to hold than just a telephone.
[E] Papa called mama each and every night [A] just to ask her how she was and if her kids were [B] alright.
Mama would wait for that call to come [C] in and when daddy hang up she was [E] gone again.
_ _ _ [A] Mama was a lucky girl, Lord how she shined.
[E] Papa was a good and lovely careless guy.
Papa loved mama, mama loved me.
_ _ Mama's in the graveyard, [E] papa's in the pen. _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [E] Well it was bound to happen one night it [A] did.
Papa came home and it was just us [Bm] kids.
He had a dozen roses and a bottle of [C] wine.
It was looking [Bm] surprising, he was doing fine.
I heard him cry for mama up and down the hall.
[A] Then I heard a bottle break against the bedroom [Bm] wall.
That old diesel engine made an eerie [C] sound when papa fired it up and headed [E] into town. _
[A] Oh the picture in the paper showed the scene real [E] well.
Papa's grave was buried in the local [A] motel.
The desk clerk said he saw it all real clear.
He never [B] hit the brakes and he was shifting gear.
_ [G#] _ [A] Mama was a lucky girl, Lord how she shined.
[E] Papa was a good and lovely careless guy.
[A] Papa loved mama, [A] mama loved me.
_ _ [E] Mama's in the graveyard, papa's in the pen. _ _ _ _ _
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