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Sweet Mama Lyrics

Lynyrd Skynyrd

Here we go...
C'mon...

I was raised on the west side Shanty Town
I didn't get up 'til the sun went down
When your backs against the wall you better get tough
I learned real quick how to swing and duck

I was born in the sweet hot Florida sunshine
Good lookin' women backwoods and moonshine
Learned more about life on the streets than in school
Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool (No she didn't)

Hahahaha...
Ooooohhh...

Some folks cheat and some folks lie
I can judge a man by the look in his eyes
So don't hand me Jack and try to call it Cola
I know the difference 'tween shit and shinola

I was born in the swee