(David Lee Murphy/Kim Tribble)
Well I never knew my daddy
But everybody says my brother looks like him
And my brother heâs in prison
And I doubt heâll be gettinâ out again
But I watch it from the cradle
Though mama tried to hide the truth from me
She did all that she was able
And Lord I guess the rest is history
But we all know nobodyâs perfect
And mama prayed Iâd turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
âCause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know sheâd never say it
But we all make mistakes and thatâs a fact
And I know Iâm not the first but I guess
I was Mamaâs last
Mama had to work the factory
She had too much pride to take a helpinâ hand
But she read the Bible
So I got no excuse for what I am
When theyâd pass the plate on Sunday
I know itâd break her heart if she knew now
While she was puttinâ in her quarters
I was reaching in and taking dollars out
But we all know nobodyâs perfect
And mama prayed Iâd turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
âCause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know sheâd never say it
But we all make mistakes and thatâs a fact
And I know Iâm not the first but I guess
I was Mamaâs last
But we all know nobodyâs perfect
And mama prayed Iâd turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
âCause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know sheâd never say it
But we all make mistakes and thatâs a fact
And I know Iâm not the first but I guess
I was Mamaâs last
No Iâm not the first mistake that she ever made
But I was mamaâs last
