Waylon Jennings

^D She left the cradle,when she learned to crawl
With Mama on the front porch,she walked off
H ^G eaded for the city in a pair of high heeled sh ^D oes
And if sh ^A e'll leave her Mama,then son she'll sure leave y ^D ou
Verse 2:
^D Don't take it so hard and blame yourself
'Cause you ain't the first one that she ever left
Sh ^G e loves her Mama,but she loves a good time t ^D oo
And if sh ^A e'll leave her Mama,then son she'll sure leave y ^D ou
Verse 3:
^D Oh you can give her love,and you give her hell
No matter what you give her,she wants something else
Yo ^G u know she's gonna do exactly what she wants t ^D o
And if sh ^A e'll leave her Mama,then son she'll sure leave y ^D ou
Thanks to David M. Potter (dmp12@cornell.edu) for the lyrics.
Perret Charles-Amir : perret@math.univ-mlv.fr
http://soleil.univ-mlv.fr/~perret/waylon.html