🎶Elijah “Hollowfoot” Turner Inspired | Your Mama Don’t Like Me (Vintage Country)

“Your Mama Don’t Like Me (And She Might Be Right)” is a toe-tappin’ early-’50s honky-tonk shuffle in the spirit of Hank Williams Sr. -Elijah “Hollowfoot” Turner Inspired: acoustic rhythm guitar, non-pedal lap steel, fiddle fills, upright bass two-feel, and a brushed-snare train beat.
The narrator is a flawed but earnest suitor trying to win over a skeptical mother — with high-lonesome vocals, tight chorus harmony, and a warm tape-style mix.
If you love classic country, hillbilly, jukebox barroom vibes, this one’s for you.

Instruments & vibe: acoustic, lap steel, fiddle, upright bass, light honky-tonk piano; mono-leaning slapback, small plate reverb; no modern drums or synths.

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Lyrics:
Met you by the depot in the late day light,
You laughed like a fiddle on a Saturday night.
Your mama took one look at my scuffed-up Ford,
Said, “Girl, that boy’s trouble—I’ve seen his kind before.”

Your mama don’t like me—and she might be right;
I’m a half-broke drifter with a neon tan at night.
Trackin’ barroom sawdust ’cross your clean porch floor,
But my heart keeps knockin’ on your front-screen door.
Your mama don’t like me—and she might be right;
Still I’m prayin’ I can prove her wrong tonight.

She don’t trust a picker with a pawnshop guitar,
Boot heels ground down from dancin’ in bars.
I talk like a sinner, then I pray like a saint—
I ain’t what I oughta be, but I ain’t what I ain’t.

Your mama don’t like me—and she might be right;
Says I’m long on stories and short on pride.
But when you take my hand, this lonesome turns to light—
Maybe I can learn to do this love thing right.

She ain’t seen the mornings when I quit the wine,
Punch a clock at the mill and make an honest dime.
I’ll trade barroom blues for my Sunday shoes,
If lovin’ you’s the road, that’s the road I’ll choose.

Got a ring from the dime store, but it shines just fine,
Saved a week of wages for the county line.
I’ll ask her for your blessing when the time feels right—
With a clean white shirt and my hat on tight.

Your mama don’t like me—and she might be right;
But a good man’s tryin’ underneath this fight.
If a prayer and a promise can turn the tide tonight,
I’ll love you slow and steady ’til the morning light.
Your mama don’t like me… but I’ll make it right.

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