Sweet Mama lyrics

Artist  : Van Zant 
Song : Sweet Mama



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 Written by Tom Hambridge, Bob Johnson and Donnie
Van Zant



I was raised on the west side shanty town.

I didn't get up till the sun went down.

When your back's against the wall, you better get
tough,

An' learn real quick how to swing an' duck.'



I was born in the suite all for the sunshine,

Good lookin' women, back woods an' moonshine.

Learned more about life on the streets than in
the school.

Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool,.

That's right.



Some folks cheat 'n some folks lie,

But I can judge a man by the look in his eye.

Don't hand me jack, try to call it cool.

I know the difference 'tween sh*t an' shiner.



I was born in the suite all for the sunshine,

Good lookin' women, back woods an' moonshine.

Learned more about life on the streets than in
the school.

Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool.



Instrumental Break.



Talkin' about Mama,

Oh sweet Mama.



Mama was no angel, but she taught me right from
wrong.

She knew ev'ry single word, an' ev'ry note, and
ev'ry song.

She taught me how to gamble and how to roll a
dice.

"If it makes you feel good, do a darn thing
twice."



I was born in the suite all for the sunshine,

Good lookin' women, back woods an' moonshine.

Learned more about life on the streets than in
the school.

My sweet Mama didn't raise no fool.



I was born in the suite all for the sunshine,

Good lookin' women, back woods an' moonshine.

Learned more about life on the streets than in
the school.

My sweet Mama didn't raise no fool.

Yeeow!



Talkin' about:

(My sweet Mama,)

(Mama didn't raise no fool.)

Na, na, na.

(Talkin' about my sweet Mama,

(Mama didn't raise no fool.)

That's my sweet Mama.

(Talkin' about my sweet Mama,

(Mama didn't raise no fool.)