Hell You Raised (Official Lyric Video) - Mae Estes

Mama said you better watch your mouth
If ya ain’t got nothing nice to say
Just bat your eyes and keep it quiet
Loose lips sink ships everyday

Don’t be coming home late from a night out drinking
Sneaking up the back porch steps
Cause there’s a .44 laying on the bedside table
And it ain’t missed anything yet

Mama tried
But some things just can’t be saved
And I know Mama’s cried
Watching her baby girl slip away

I’m the head heathen, the sole reason
Your pretty little heart’s been broke
And you know I don’t mean to get into
The trouble I’ve come to know
You can take the credit, you can take the blame
But Mama, I’m the hell you raised

There’s always an apple on the family tree
That’s got a few more bruises than the rest
Mama tried to shine it up real nice
But she could still throw it down with the best

Her American Spirit runs deeper than ya think
At the end of a real long day
You can smell it on her breath when she walks in
And I’m a cigarette from the same tray

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