Mama Tried
Joan Baez & Jeffrey Shurtleff Lyrics
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Was a lonesome whistle blowin'
And a young man's dream
Of growin' up to ride
On a freight train leavin' town
Never knowin' where I'm bound
No one could change my mind but Mama tried
From a family, meek and mild
My Mama seemed to know what lay in store
'Spite of all my Sunday learnin'
To the bad, I kept a turnin'
'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore
I turned twenty-one in prison
Doing life without parole
No one could steer me right
But Mama tried, Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better
But her pleadings I denied
That leaves only me to
Blame 'cause Mama tried
Dear old Daddy, rest his soul
Left my Mom a heavy load
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
Workin' hours without rest
Wanted me to have the best
She tried to raise me right but I refused
I turned twenty-one in prison
Doin' life without parole
No one could steer me right
But Mama tried, Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better
But her pleadings I denied
That leaves only me to
Blame 'cause Mama tried
The song "Mama Tried" by Joan Baez and Jeffrey Shurtleff tells the story of a rebellious child reflecting on their upbringing and the role of their mother in trying to guide them onto a better path. The lyrics evoke a sense of longing and remorse as the singer remembers their early years, hearing a lonesome whistle and dreaming of escaping on a freight train. Despite their mother's efforts to raise them right, the singer admits that they turned to the wrong path, disregarding their Sunday learnings and causing their mother to eventually give up on them. The song concludes with the singer acknowledging their own responsibility for the choices they made and the consequences they face, as they found themselves locked up at the age of twenty-one, with no one to blame but themselves.
The song explores themes of rebellion, family dynamics, and the consequences of one's choices. It reflects on the complex relationship between a child and their parent, specifically the mother, who tries her best to guide and shape her child's life, but ultimately cannot control the decisions they make. The lyrics capture a sense of regret and the realization that the paths we choose can have lasting impacts on ourselves and those around us.
Line by Line Meaning
First thing I remember knowin'
My earliest memory is
Was a lonesome whistle blowin'
I heard the sound of a sad train whistle
And a young man's dream
I had aspirations as a young man
Of growin' up to ride
To become a train rider when I grew older
On a freight train leavin' town
On a cargo train that would take me away from town
Never knowin' where I'm bound
Without knowing where I would end up
No one could change my mind but Mama tried
Despite my stubbornness, my mother made every effort to influence me
One and only rebel child
I was the only rebellious child in the family
From a family, meek and mild
In a family known for being submissive and gentle
My Mama seemed to know what lay in store
My mother had a sense of what was to come
'Spite of all my Sunday learnin'
Despite the lessons I learned in church
To the bad, I kept a turnin'
I continuously turned toward the wrong path
'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore
Until my mother reached her limit and couldn't control me
I turned twenty-one in prison
When I reached the age of twenty-one, I was already imprisoned
Doing life without parole
Serving a lifelong prison sentence without the possibility of release
No one could steer me right
Nobody could guide me onto the right path
But Mama tried, Mama tried
However, my mother made every effort to guide me
Mama tried to raise me better
My mother attempted to bring me up in a better way
But her pleadings I denied
I disregarded her desperate requests
That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried
I am solely responsible for the consequences because I ignored my mother's efforts
Dear old Daddy, rest his soul
My late father, may he rest in peace
Left my Mom a heavy load
My mother was burdened with a significant responsibility
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
She made tremendous efforts to take on my father's role
Workin' hours without rest
Working tirelessly without taking breaks
Wanted me to have the best
She desired the best for me
She tried to raise me right but I refused
Despite her attempts to raise me properly, I rejected her guidance
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@tombender1931
This was her one venture into country. What a gift she has been to folk music in the world.
@pauldunn108
ONE venture?
The 3rd of her 4 Nashville albums of this period, I believe
@gabrielmalta4904
This song moves my heart.
@kentishmaid21
With Jeffrey Shurtleff from the album "One Day at a Time"
@strawberryseason
i never knew she covered this!
@ClemRoCkette
Thanx for posting :)
@MFLTeacher
This was recorded with The Grateful Dead.
@pauldunn108
Absolutely not: with the same Nashville cats she'd done the all-Dylan Any Day Now with.
Did you mean "by"?
@OhTerrful1
Jerry Reed went out to lunch.
Wasn't it recorded with Johnny Cash?