Karaoké Merle Haggard Medley The Three Amigos

The first thing

I remember knowing was a lonesome whistle blowing

And a young man's dream of growing up to ride

On a freight train leaving town

Not knowing where I'm bound

And no one could change my mind but mama tried

One and only rebel child from a family meek and mild

My mama seemed to know what lay in store

Despite all my

Sunday learning

Towards the bad

I kept on turning

'Till mama couldn't hold me anymore

And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole

Well no one could steer me right but mama tried mama tried

Mama tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied

That leaves only me to blame 'cos mama tried

Daddy Frank played the guitar and the french harp

Sister played the ringing tambourine

Mama couldn't hear our pretty music

She read our lips and helped the family sing

That little band was all a part of living

And our only means of living at the time

And it wasn't like no normal family combo

'Cos daddy Frank the guitar man was blind

Frank and mama counted on each other

Their one and only weakness made them strong

Mama did the driving for the family while Frank made a living with a song

Home was just a camp along the highway

A pick-up bed was where we bedded down

Don't ever once remember going hungry

But I remember mama cooking on the ground

I hear people talkin' bad about the way they have to live here in this country

Harpin' on the wars we fight and gripin' 'bout the way things oughta be

And I don't mind 'em switchin' sides and standin' up for things they believe in

When they're runnin' down my country man they're walkin' on the fightin' side of me

They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me

Yeah runnin' down the way of life our fightin' men have fought and died to keep

If you don't love it, leave it

Let this song that I'm singin' be a warnin'

When you're runnin' down my country man

You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me

If you're runnin' down my country house you're walkin' on the fightin' side of me