| Mama, look what followed me home
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| Ain’t she so pretty and she’s all alone
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| Oh, I’d love her forever if she was my own
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| Oh mama, could I keep her, look what followed me home
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| She just didn’t look right with a drink in her hand
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| She too much of a lady for those kind of men
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| She just need somebody to call her home
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| Oh mama, could I keep her, look what followed me home
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| They were buying her whiskey and telling her lies
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| Then I saw the teardrops in those big brown eyes
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| I just couldn’t stand there and let them lead her on
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| Oh mama, could I keep her, look what followed me home
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| Mama, look what followed me home
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| Ain’t she so pretty and mama she’s all alone
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| Oh, I’d love her forever if she was my own
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| Oh mama, could I keep her, look what followed me home
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| Mama, let me keep her, look what followed me home |