Simple as my mama said when
I was very young
She told me not to worry son
One day you'll be someone
But here I am at twenty-one
As loaded as a stagecoach
shotgun
I'm sorry mama
Please don't look at me
When I got to Oklahoma
I was seventeen
My papa taught me how to
work and Lord he was mean
Workin' all day in that
August heat and he
taught me how to fish my uncle
taught me how to drink
Well I went to California and
I had me a band
And we played in all the bars
in all the southern lands
We played all night
And we drank for free
All of my boys and me
Now I'm twenty-three
And thеre ain't nobody
who can drink like me
Soon I'll bе twenty-four
And the Lord knows that I can't
drink no more
I know I shoulda taken it slow
It's not the way that
my life goes
Now I know
When you're passed out
on the floor
You're sober by twenty-four
Well I had a girl who loved me
the whole **** time
And I'd drink my whiskey and
she'd drink wine
But soon my bottle was
too much to company
Yeah we'd sit on the river and
we'd fish all day
And we'd drive across the
country let the radio play
Seven **** years
I never thought she'd leave
Now I'm twenty-three
And thеre ain't nobody
who can drink like me
Soon I'll bе twenty-four
And the Lord knows that I can't
drink no more
I know I shoulda taken it slow
It's not the way that
my life goes
Lord I know
When you're passed out
on the floor
You're sober by twenty-four
Simple as my mama said when
I was very young
She told me not to worry son
One day you'll be someone
But here I am at twenty-one
As loaded as a stagecoach
shotgun
I'm sorry mama
Please don't look at me