Mama Ukulele chords by Ridley Bent

• Difficulty: Beginner

♫ Verse 1:
       A
I was cranking up the George Jones super hits
D
Having a cigarette and thinking I’d quit
          E                                          A
When this kid rolls up and says my rides a bucket of shit
                                       D
I said son, and I call you son cause I know your mother so well



        E                                          A
I don’t race anymore
I’m retired so you can go to hell

Well he lit up his engine it sounded like a beast
                    D
And ahead of us was nothing but empty street
                        E                               A
I caught a whiff of the glory days coming from the back seat

Well
I’m a gambling man and a had a little stash
     D                                                 E
So I asked this kid if he wanted to race for cash so I finished
                                    A
my whisky and took my shades of the dash


♫ Chorus:
A                               D
I’m a lead foot whisky drinking outlaw
                         E
I’ve seen it all and I’m hell bent
                 A
Bringing it home mama
                             D                        E
I’m a low rent honky-tonking slow draw pedal stomping road
                   A
dog digging a hole again


♫ Verse 2:
A
Well
I took deep breath and I closed my eyes
D
It had been awhile since I felt this high
              E                                       A
That’s when I heard them sirens and saw them flashing lights

Yeah, the law had never been a friend of mine
               D
and there were bars I didn’t want to be behind
     E                                              A
So I lit up my tires and tried to smoke that copper blind

Yeah, instead of weighing the pros and cons
         D
I laid a patch of black lawn
            E                                           A
with George Jones smack dab in the middle of a drinking song

I turned down an alley stepped on the gas
                  D
knocked down some garbage cans filled with trash
                   E                                   A
And a little black squirrel, very nearly got its skull smashed



♫ Chorus:
A                               D
I’m a lead foot whisky drinking outlaw
                         E
I’ve seen it all and I’m hell bent
                 A
Bringing it home mama
                             D                        E
I’m a low rent honky-tonking slow draw pedal stomping road
                   A
dog digging a hole again


♫ Solo:
A D E A


♫ Verse 3:
A
I thought I lost him
                             D
I thought he didn’t know the neighborhood

And it costed him
       E                                         A
but he T-boned me out of nowhere I lost consciousness
                                     D
When I came to all I could see was a psychedelic red and blue
      E                             A
I had handcuffs on and I knew I was through

I guess it could have been worse I thought
             D
I could have hit that squirrel or got myself shot
     E                                         A
so I prayed for a quick release and a glass of Scotch

I threw down my chips and I lost
                 D
and I’m about to find out what that costs
       E                                       A
So you better go and make that Scotch a bottle boss


♫ Chorus:
A                               D
I’m a lead foot whisky drinking outlaw
                         E
I’ve seen it all and I’m hell bent
                 A
Bringing it home mama
                             D                        E
I’m a low rent honky-tonking slow draw pedal stomping road
                   A
dog digging a hole again


♫ Outro:
           E                       A
Yeah I'm a road dog digging a hole again