First thing I remember knowing
Was a lonesome whistle blowing
And a youngun's dream of growing up to ride
On a freight train leaving town
Not knowing where I'm bound
No one could change my mind but Mama tried.
Mama Tried (1968)
First thing I remember knowing
Was a lonesome whistle blowing
And a youngun's dream of growing up to ride
On a freight train leaving town
Not knowing where I'm bound
No one could change my mind but Mama tried.
Mama Tried (1968)