Van Zant - Sweet mama

I was r^Gaised on the west side shanty town I didn't get up until the sun went down When your ba^Cck's against the wall, you better get tough You learn real quick how to

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swing and duck I was born in^C the sweet hot Florida sunshine ^GGood lookin' women backwoods and moonshine Learned ^Dmore about life on the streets than in the school

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My sweet mama didn't raise no fool, that's right

^GSome folks cheat and some folks lie But I can judge a man by the look in his eye ^CDon't hand by Jack and try to call it cola I can tell the difference between

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shit and shinola

^{G C G C} I'm talkin' 'bout ^Gmama ^{G C G C} Oh sweet ^Dmama ^GMama was no angel but she taught me right from wrong She knew every single word and every note of every song She t^Caught me how to gamble and how to roll the dice

^GSome folks cheat and some folks lie But I can judge a man by the look in his eye ^CDon't hand by Jack and try to call it cola I can tell the difference between

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shit and shinola