Take Your Mama - Chords and Lyrics

  • Verse 
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    When you grow up, livin' like a good boy oughta,  And your mama, takes a shine to her best son
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    Something different, all the girls they seem to like you,  Cause you're handsome, like to talk and a whole lot of fun
                 Am                             D                      G
    But now your girl's gone a missin' And your house has got an empty bed
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    The folks'll wonder 'bout the wedding, They won't listen to a word you said
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    Gonna take your mama out all night, Yeah we'll show her what it's all about
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    We'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagne, We'll let the good times all roll out
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    And if the music ain't good, well it's just too bad, We're gonna sing along no matter what
               C                                             G                             F F F# G
    Because the dancers don't mind at the New Orleans, If you tip 'em and they make a cut  
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    Do it, Take your mama out all night, So she'll have no doubt that we're doing oh the best we can
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    We're gonna do it Take your mama out all night You can stay up late cause baby you're a full grown man

    Bass jam

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    It's a struggle, livin' like a good boy oughta, In the summer, watchin' all the girls pass by
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    When your mama, heard the way that you'd been talking, I tried to tell you, that all she'd want to do is cry
           Am                                                           D7               G
    Now we end up takin' the long way home, Lookin' overdressed wearin' buckets of stale cologne
           Am                                                                                D7                           G
    It's so hard to see streets on a country road, When your glasses in the garbage And your Continental's just got towed



    Repeat just Chorus 2 more times

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