Sweet Mama (Live)

Sweet Mama (Live) - Van Zant

Written by：Fred Neil

I was raised on the west side shanty town

I didn't get up until the sun went down

When your back's against the wall

You better get tough

An' learn real quick how to swing an' duck

I was born in the suite all for the sunshine

Good lookin' women back woods an' moonshine

Learned more about a life on the streets

Than in the school

Oh my sweet Mama didn't raise no fool

Some folks cheat 'n some folks lie

But I can judge a man by the look in his eye

Don't hand me jack try to call it cool

I know the difference 'tween sh*t an' shiner

I was born in the suite all for the sunshine

Good lookin' women back woods an' moonshine

Learned more about a life on the streets

Than in the school

And my Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool

Oh sweet Mama

Mama was no Angel

But she taught me right from wrong

She knew every single word

An' every note and every song

She taught me how to gamble

And how to roll a dice

If it makes you feel good

Do it don't think twice

I was born in the suite all for the sunshine

Good lookin' women back woods an' moonshine

Learned more about a life on the streets

Than in the school

Well my sweet Mama didn't raise no fool

I was born in the suite all for the sunshine

Good lookin' women back woods an' moonshine

Learned more about a life on the streets

Than in the school

But my sweet Mama didn't raise no fool

Talkin' about my sweet Mama

Mama didn't raise no fool

Sweet Mama

Talkin' about my sweet Mama

Mama didn't raise no fool

That's my sweet Mama

My sweet Mama

Mama didn't raise no fool

Oh sweet Mama