Words & Music by Ed Bruce
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I wish I'd known the man a little better
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That turned my mama on
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He must have been a heck of a man
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'Cause mama was a lady, don't you know
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Mama was no prude, but she was proper
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Never wore her dress too short
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She didn't care if I did, but she'd have never taken a drink
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Grandma Kate did the best she could to see mama grew up right
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So she'd be fittin' one day for courtin'
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And to wear some gentleman's ring
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- Chorus -
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I wish I'd known the man a little better
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That turned my mama on
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They say he was always laughing and sang a right nice song
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I wish I'd known the man a little better
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That turned my mama on
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He must have been a heck of a man
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'Cause mama was a lady, don't you know
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I hear he came to town one day in a rusty old '49 Ford
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Selling ladies shoes and assorted greeting cards
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He was killin' good-lookin' and easy to like
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And turnin' all the ladies heads
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But he saw mama first and you've heard stories
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'Bout how some of them travelin' men are
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(Repeat Chorus)
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Mama seemed to forget the things that Grandma Kate had always told her
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She ran away one night with that travelin' man
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hey bought gas at Reba's truck stop and drove to DeSoto County
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But he brought her home next day, a lady, with a ring upon her hand
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Mama told me how the fever took him when I was barely five
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But I can remember him pitchin' me up and catchin' me
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And I love to sit and listen to her tell me about my Daddy
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She says he thought the sun must surely rise and set in me
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(Repeat Chorus)
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The Man Who Turned My Mama On
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| Ed Bruce |
