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Bob Seger |
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Beautiful Loser |
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Momma |
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Words and music by bob seger |
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I was the baby brother, |
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I was the quiet other, |
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And i remember mother so well. |
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I was the little stranger, |
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I never was in danger, |
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I could 'a had a manger, pray tell. |
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Oh, how she could control me, |
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When i was bad she'd scold me, |
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Sometimes she wouldn't hold me, |
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And i'd cry. |
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But momma she never told me a lie - |
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Momma she never told me a lie. |
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I used to stay out evenings, |
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Stay out too late some evenings, |
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And momma would be there seething, |
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Back home. |
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Momma, she sat and waited, |
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Sat in the hall and waited, |
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Now i know why she hated |
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That phone. |
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And when i'd come in she'd grab me, |
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Right by the arm she'd grab me, |
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Lord, when she was finished with me, |
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I'd cry ... oh, i'd cry. |
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But momma she never told me a lie. |
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Momma she never told me a lie. |
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Momma she could control me, |
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And when i was bad she'd scold me, |
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Sometimes she wouldn't hold me, |
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And i'd cry. |
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Momma she never told me a lie. |
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Momma she never promised me the sky. |
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Momma she never told me a lie. |
