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The Man My Momma Tried To Raise
I don't drink as much as used to drink
Back in my younger days
I don't stay out all night raising the kind of hell
I've been known to raise
Guess I'm finally coming 'round, finally slowing down
Even though I still feel younger than my age
Looks like I'm finally trying to be the man
My momma tried to raise
Well, I made my peace with Jesus
The day we laid momma in the ground
It was the first time in years that I stepped foot
In that small church outside of town
The preacher took me by the hand and told me about a man
Whose forgiveness would never, ever fade
He said, boy, don't you think it's time you tried to be
The man your momma tried to raise
I said I've hurt my friends and hurt myself
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Put those who loved me through a living hell
Never seemed to care at all when they were here
I'd blame everyone for my own mistakes
You could almost hear her poor heart break
But she never gave up on me
Even through the hardest years
Now I'm older and I'm wiser
My hair shows a shade of gray
Not a day goes by I don't wish I could go back
Try and undo a few mistakes
But I live with the regrets of things I can't forget
And all the words she never heard me say
Like I'm sorry you never got to see the man
That you tried so hard to raise
Oh, I sure hope someday I'll finally be the man
My momma tried to raise
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