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Drinkin Over Mama

Hank Williams III
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 Well I'm  sittin' here drinkin' over  momma.
 Well I just can't believe that she is  gone.
 But I never did think momma would  leave us,
 to  fend for ourselves  on our  own.
 Well now paw, he can't hardly understand  it,
 'cause he never did treat our momma  wrong.
 But I guess that momma never  told him
 she started  smokin' crack
 at the  age of sixty  one. (let ring)
 (Double-time)
 And it's been  years, since we've seen our  momma
 even  though I heard some stories about her  nights.
 And  poor LJ, the sheriff,  told us,
 that  momma got killed  by her damn crack  pipe.
 (Instrumental break)
 Well I'm  gonna have to find paw a good  woman,
 cause he's startin' to look just like a bag of  bones.
 She's gonna have to clean all those  shotguns
 and  skin those  critters we bring  home.
 And it's been  years, since we've seen our  momma
 even  though I heard some stories about her  nights.
 And  poor LJ, the sheriff,  told us,
 that  momma got killed  by her damn crack  pipe.
 Yeah  momma got killed  by her damn crack  pipe.

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Readable chord sheet for Drinkin Over Mama by Hank Williams III

Well I'm [D] sittin' here drinkin' over [A] momma.
Well I just can't believe that she is [D] gone.
But I never did think momma would [G] leave us,
to [D] fend for our[A]selves on our [D] own.

[D] Well now paw, he can't hardly under[A]stand it,
'cause he never did treat our momma [D] wrong.
But I guess that momma never [G] told him
she started [D] smokin' crack
at the [A] age of sixty [D] one. (let ring)

(Double-time)

And it's been [G] years, since we've seen our [D] momma
even [D] though I heard some stories about her [A] nights.
And [D] poor LJ, the sheriff, [G] told us,
that [D] momma got killed [A] by her damn crack [D] pipe.

(Instrumental break)
[G] [D]
[D] [A] [D]
[D] [G]
[D] [A] [D]

Well I'm [D] gonna have to find paw a good [A] woman,
cause he's startin' to look just like a bag of [D] bones.
She's gonna have to clean all those [G] shotguns
and [D] skin those [A] critters we bring [D] home.

And it's been [G] years, since we've seen our [D] momma
even [D] though I heard some stories about her [A] nights.
And [D] poor LJ, the sheriff, [G] told us,
that [D] momma got killed [A] by her damn crack [D] pipe.

Yeah [D] momma got killed [A] by her damn crack [D] pipe.

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