Chords for Robert Mizzell - Papa Loved Mama (Music Video)
Tempo:
82.5 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
B
G
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] [E] [A] [Em] [E]
[E]
Papa drove a truck nearly all his life.
[A] You know it drove Mama crazy being a trucker's wife.
The part [B] she couldn't handle was being alone.
[C] I guess she needed more to hold [Bm] than just a telephone.
[E] Papa called Mama each and every night [A] just to ask her how she was and if his kids were alright.
[B] Mama would wait for the call to come in [C] and when Daddy'd hang up [B] she was gone [E] again.
[F#] [G#] [A] Mama was a little girl, Lord, how she [E] shined.
Papa was a good and bright young guy.
[A] Papa loved Mama, Mama loved him.
[E] Mama's [B] in the graveyard, Papa's [E] in the pen.
[Em]
[E] Well, it was bound to happen and one night it did.
[A] Papa came home and it was just us kids.
[B] He had a dozen roses and a bottle of wine.
If [C] he was looking to surprise her, [Bm] he was doing fine.
[E] I heard him clap for Mama up and down the hall.
And [A] I heard the barman break [Bm] against the bedroom wall.
[B] That old diesel engine made an eerie sound.
[C] Papa fired it up and [B] headed in the [E] town.
[F#m] [E]
[A] Well, the picture in the paper showed the scene real [E] well.
Papa's rig was buried in the local [G] motel.
[A] And this girl said he saw it all real clear.
He [E] never had [B] the brakes and he was shitting [E] gears.
[F#] [G] [G#] [A] Mama was a little girl, Lord, how she [E] shined.
Papa was a good and bright and jealous guy.
[A] Papa loved Mama, Mama loved him.
[E] Mama's [B] in the graveyard, Papa's [E] in the pen.
[G#] [A] [D]
[E] [G]
[A] [D]
[E] [G]
[A] [Am] [A] [E]
[F#m] [G#m]
[A]
[E] [G] [E]
[A]
[E]
Papa drove a truck nearly all his life.
[A] You know it drove Mama crazy being a trucker's wife.
The part [B] she couldn't handle was being alone.
[C] I guess she needed more to hold [Bm] than just a telephone.
[E] Papa called Mama each and every night [A] just to ask her how she was and if his kids were alright.
[B] Mama would wait for the call to come in [C] and when Daddy'd hang up [B] she was gone [E] again.
[F#] [G#] [A] Mama was a little girl, Lord, how she [E] shined.
Papa was a good and bright young guy.
[A] Papa loved Mama, Mama loved him.
[E] Mama's [B] in the graveyard, Papa's [E] in the pen.
[Em]
[E] Well, it was bound to happen and one night it did.
[A] Papa came home and it was just us kids.
[B] He had a dozen roses and a bottle of wine.
If [C] he was looking to surprise her, [Bm] he was doing fine.
[E] I heard him clap for Mama up and down the hall.
And [A] I heard the barman break [Bm] against the bedroom wall.
[B] That old diesel engine made an eerie sound.
[C] Papa fired it up and [B] headed in the [E] town.
[F#m] [E]
[A] Well, the picture in the paper showed the scene real [E] well.
Papa's rig was buried in the local [G] motel.
[A] And this girl said he saw it all real clear.
He [E] never had [B] the brakes and he was shitting [E] gears.
[F#] [G] [G#] [A] Mama was a little girl, Lord, how she [E] shined.
Papa was a good and bright and jealous guy.
[A] Papa loved Mama, Mama loved him.
[E] Mama's [B] in the graveyard, Papa's [E] in the pen.
[G#] [A] [D]
[E] [G]
[A] [D]
[E] [G]
[A] [Am] [A] [E]
[F#m] [G#m]
[A]
[E] [G] [E]
[A]
Key:
E
A
B
G
C
E
A
B
[E] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ [Em] _ [E] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
Papa drove a truck nearly all his life.
[A] You know it drove Mama crazy being a trucker's wife.
The part [B] she couldn't handle was being alone.
[C] I guess she needed more to hold [Bm] than just a telephone.
[E] Papa called Mama each and every night [A] just to ask her how she was and if his kids were alright.
[B] Mama would wait for the call to come in [C] and when Daddy'd hang up [B] she was gone [E] again.
_ [F#] _ [G#] [A] Mama was a little girl, Lord, how she [E] shined.
Papa was a good and bright young guy.
[A] Papa loved Mama, Mama loved him. _
_ [E] Mama's [B] in the graveyard, Papa's [E] in the pen.
_ [Em] _
_ _ [E] _ Well, it was bound to happen and one night it did.
[A] Papa came home and it was just us kids.
[B] He had a dozen roses and a bottle of wine.
If [C] he was looking to surprise her, [Bm] he was doing fine.
[E] I heard him clap for Mama up and down the hall.
And [A] I heard the barman break [Bm] against the bedroom wall.
[B] That old diesel engine made an eerie sound.
[C] Papa fired it up and [B] headed in the [E] town.
_ [F#m] _ [E]
[A] Well, the picture in the paper showed the scene real [E] well.
Papa's rig was buried in the local [G] motel.
[A] And this girl said he saw it all real clear.
He [E] never had [B] the brakes and he was shitting [E] gears.
[F#] _ [G] _ [G#] [A] Mama was a little girl, Lord, how she [E] shined.
Papa was a good and bright and jealous guy.
[A] Papa loved Mama, Mama loved him.
_ _ [E] Mama's [B] in the graveyard, Papa's [E] in the pen.
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Papa drove a truck nearly all his life.
[A] You know it drove Mama crazy being a trucker's wife.
The part [B] she couldn't handle was being alone.
[C] I guess she needed more to hold [Bm] than just a telephone.
[E] Papa called Mama each and every night [A] just to ask her how she was and if his kids were alright.
[B] Mama would wait for the call to come in [C] and when Daddy'd hang up [B] she was gone [E] again.
_ [F#] _ [G#] [A] Mama was a little girl, Lord, how she [E] shined.
Papa was a good and bright young guy.
[A] Papa loved Mama, Mama loved him. _
_ [E] Mama's [B] in the graveyard, Papa's [E] in the pen.
_ [Em] _
_ _ [E] _ Well, it was bound to happen and one night it did.
[A] Papa came home and it was just us kids.
[B] He had a dozen roses and a bottle of wine.
If [C] he was looking to surprise her, [Bm] he was doing fine.
[E] I heard him clap for Mama up and down the hall.
And [A] I heard the barman break [Bm] against the bedroom wall.
[B] That old diesel engine made an eerie sound.
[C] Papa fired it up and [B] headed in the [E] town.
_ [F#m] _ [E]
[A] Well, the picture in the paper showed the scene real [E] well.
Papa's rig was buried in the local [G] motel.
[A] And this girl said he saw it all real clear.
He [E] never had [B] the brakes and he was shitting [E] gears.
[F#] _ [G] _ [G#] [A] Mama was a little girl, Lord, how she [E] shined.
Papa was a good and bright and jealous guy.
[A] Papa loved Mama, Mama loved him.
_ _ [E] Mama's [B] in the graveyard, Papa's [E] in the pen.
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