Verse
G F G C
I used to be a good ol' boy, a clean cut kid, Mama's pride and joy,
C F G
Never stayed out late, never raised no kinda cane.
G F G C
Then I bought me an old guitar and started out pickin' in a smoky bar,
G F G
If Mama finds out I've gone this far, she'll be hangin' her head in shame, so...
[Chorus]
C C/B C/A C F G C
Don't tell Mama I'm a guitar picker, she thinks I'm just in jail.
C C/B C/A C F G
I been dreamin' up lines and ringin' up rhymes and raisin' all kinds of hell.
F G C Am
Break Mama's heart if she saw me singin' with my hair in a ponytail,
F C F G C
So don't tell Mama I'm a guitar picker, she thinks I'm just in jail.
[Verse 2]
G F G C
Mama loves her youngest son, but if she ever saw me on stage with Gary P. Nunn,
F G
She's be plowin' up my corn with a double shovel,
F G C
But I love those neon lights, and those sexy, sultry Texas nights.
C F
If Mama finds out what I'm doin' with my life, good God, there's gonna be
G
trouble, so...
[Chorus]
C C/B C/A C F G C
Don't tell Mama I'm a guitar picker, she thinks I'm just in jail.
C C/B C/A C F G
I been dreamin' up lines and ringin' up rhymes and raisin' all kinds of hell.
F G C Am
Break Mama's heart if she saw me singin' with my hair in a ponytail,
F C F G C
So don't tell Mama I'm a guitar picker, she thinks I'm just in jail.
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