Mama Dont Treat Your Daughter Mean

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[Chorus]

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Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean,
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Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean,
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'Cause you treat her so mean and she's only sweet sixteen.


[Verse 1]

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Now it was late last Friday evening,   when everything was still,
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I heard somebody calling my name    outside my window sill,
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I got up and I looked outside    strainin' my eyes to see,
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And my heart went wild when I realized    just who was calling me,
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I hollered,


[Chorus]

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Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean,
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Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean,
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'Cause you treat her so mean and she's only sweet sixteen.


[Verse 2]

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Now, her eyes were blazing up at me,
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Her hair was black as night,
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And her naked skin shone like gold,
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Out in the pale moonlight,
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She took my hand and she pulled me down,
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Where the grass had grown up tall,
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The she moved her body all around,
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Just like a cannon ball.


[Chorus]

Am*                  Am*
Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean,
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Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean,
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'Cause you treat her so mean and she's only sweet sixteen.


[Bridge]

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Yonder comes your mama, girl, 'cross the field,
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Runnin' and a-shakin' like an automobile,
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Daddy's got a shotgun in his hand,
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They just don't understand.


[Instrumental]

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[Verse 3]

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Now, the first time I seen that sweet girl,
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She was runnin' home from Sunday school,
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And the next time I seen that sweet little girl,
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Was when she broke her mama's rule,
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But the last time I seen that sweet little girl,
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She was filled with a strange desire,
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Rollin' and tumblin' out on the cold wet ground,
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Her skin burnin' up just like a cane fire,
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She called my name a thousand ways,
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The tears come streaming down her face,
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But just when I was 'bout to blow my stack,
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Her daddy came a-creepin' and a-crawlin' up behind,
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And he shot me in the back.


[Outro]

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Hey Mama,
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Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean,
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Hey, hey, hey,
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Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean,
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Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean,
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Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean,
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'Cause you treat her so mean and she's only sweet sixteen.
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