--Don’t tell mama-- Gary Allan F

^FI was headed north on Highway Five On a s^Bbtar-lit Sunday night When a ^Cpick-up truck flew ^C7by me out of con^Ftrol

As I ^Fwatched in my headl^F7ights He swerved ^Bbleft then back right He never h^Cit the brakes ^C7 As he left ^Fthe road

I found him l^Fying in the g^F7rass Am^Bbong the steel and glass With an ^Cempty whiskey^C7 bottle by his^F side

And t^Fhrough the blood and t^F7ears He wh^Bbispered in my ear A f^Cew last words ^C7 just before h^Fe died

^FDon't tell ^F7Mama I was d^Bbrinkin' Lord k^Fnows her soul would never ^Crest ^C7 ^FI can't leave thi^F7s world with Ma^Bbma thinkin' I ^Cmet the Lord^C7 with whiskey on my^F breath

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I still t^Fhink about that night And ^Bbhow that young man died And how ^Cothers somet^C7imes pay for our mist^Fakes

The ^Flast thing on his m^F7ind As he l^Bbeft this world behind Was k^Cnowing someone e^C7lse's heart would b^Freak

^FDon't tell ^F7Mama I was dr^Bbinkin' Lord k^Fnows her soul would never^C rest ^C7 ^FI can't leave thi^F7s world with Mam^Bba thinkin' I ^Cmet the Lord^C7 with whiskey on my^F breath

^FDon't tell ^F7Mama I was d^Bbrinkin'

Gary Allan - Dont tell mama