I know you already have this song in your files, but it’s written in the
wrong key. It is written in G, but Confederate Railroad plays it in B. So
here is the song and the chords written in the key of B.

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Title: Jesus and Mama
Artist: Confederate Railroad
Album: self-titled
Trandscribed by: Adam Lawson (wormi81@hotmail.com)
Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)
Key of “B”

1.I made a wish upon a star
I could have a brand new car
Got tired of wishing
So I stole one

Seventeen and knew it all
My dreams were big but my thoughts were small
So many roads somehow I chose
The wrong one

C.But Jesus and mama always loved me
Even when the devil took control
Jesus and mama always loved me
This I know

2.I felt tried most all my life
Found new kinds of lows and highs
Never been a husband but I had a lot of wives
To hold me

Headstrong, stubborn, couldn’t be told
Like a wild horse that couldn’t be rode
A rainbow chaser hungry for gold
And still searchin’

Repeat Chorus

3.I wish mom could see me now
And how I’ve turned it all around
Lately I’ve been going down
The right road

Life’s a picture that you paint
With blues and grays and cans of canvas
Heaven knows I’m not a saint
But I know

Repeat Chorus

C.See ya, wouldn’t want to be ya
Wouldn’t want to stand in your shoes
And watch me walking out on you
It’s too late, you’re finding out the hard way
Boy, I’ll see ya
I wouldn’t want to be ya

2.She was standing at the door when I told her
I was sorry for the things i didn’t say
I asked for one more chance to start all over
But it’s over was all over her face

C.

leafgreen_p@alph.swosu.edu

Hope this is right. Sounds good to me.

Capo II

Mamma’s tears fell so easy
Daddy’s [A/F#]hands[D/F#]hake was strong
Then I climbed[D/A] aboard [D/F#]that Greyhound
Eighteen and glad to be gone

Took a rented room on Broadway
As I unpacked e[A/F#]veryt[D/F#]hing I owned
I found a note [D/A]my m[D/F#]omma left me
With a bible and a bus ticket home (it said)

CHORUS:

One will get you where you’re goin
When you haven’t got a prayer[D/F#]
And one will bring you back son
If your dreams ain’t waiting there
You’re out on your own now
We won’t be there to fall back on[D/F#]
But you know we’re never farther
Than a bible and a bus ticket home

The years have come and gone and taken
The only things I ever counted on
But I’m going back tomorrow
To lay flowers at their stone

I can almost hear my momma callin
Sayin son come back where you belong
You’ve got all you need to get here
A bible and a bus ticket home

CHORUS

Feel free to add in other “sus” chords at your discretion.

INTRO: G A D D/G

Born to a family that taught me wrong from right
I learned to fear God at an early age and to say my prayers at night
But as I got a little older I started to stray
Took some turns off of the straight and narrow way[D/G]

Had to learn about another side of life
I held some women and held that bottle tight
BUt I’ve never forgotten the way I was raised
I’m torn between the things I believe and the things I crave

CHORUS:
There’s a roadside barroom where I love to play
On my way home there’s a little church where I kneel to pray
And it’s such a fine line between wrong and right
Sunday mornin’ and Saturday night

[D/G]

I guess I’ll wonder ‘til the day I die
If I’m a saint or a sinner down deep inside
When it’s over and they lay me down
Will my soul be heaven sent or hell bound

CHORUS

It’s such a fine line between wrong and right
Sunday mornin’ and Saturday night

[D/G]

SHE TOOK IT LIKE A MAN

written by: Paul Nelson, Danny Mayo, and Karen Staley
performed by Confederate Railroad on their self-titled album.

Intro

1.I hated like the devil
To tell her we were through
I was sure it would break her heart
Tear her world in two

She is such a fragile thing
Lord, I hate to make her cry
So I broke it to her gently
When I told her goodbye

C.She cussed me like a sailor
Kicked a hole through the kitchen wall
She threw a fit and threw the phone
Half-way down the hall

She said”I’ll be down at the bar”
Then I heard the front door slam
I guess all in all
She took it like a man

2.I was thinking she’d reach out to me
And beg me not to go
Or run straight to her momma’s
‘Cause I’d hurt her so

Thought she’d be devastated
I had a tender moment plan
I didn’t think that she could take it
But she took it like a man

Repeat Chorus

Transcribed by: Paul Leafgreen
leafgreen_p@swosu.edu

[(1)] (C)THERE’S A HOLE IN MY HEART,WHERE YOUR
(F)LOVE USE TO BE.I’VE BEEN
(C)FALLIN’ APART SINCE YOU,
(G)WALKED OUT ON ME.
(C)YOU JUST CAN’T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU’RE
(F)PUTTING ME THROUGH.YOU DON’T
(C)KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE TO
(G)LOSE SOMEONE LIKE
(C)YOU.

[(2)] THERE’S A BIG EMPTY SPACE,NEXT TO ME ON MY BED.
I JUST LIE HERE AWAKE,GOING OUT OF MY HEAD.
JUST GETTING BY IS THE BEST I CAN DO,
YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE,
TO LOSE SOMEONE LIKE YOU.

(CHOROUS)
(F)YOUR’E OFF SOMEWHERE,
(C)PAINTING THE TOWN.
(D)SO UNAWARE HOW I’M
(G)BREAKING DOWN.
(C)YOU SAY I’LL BE ALLRIGHT BUT THAT
(F)DON’T MAKE IT TRUE.
(C)YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE TO
(G)LOSE SOMEONE LIKE
(C)YOU.
(REPEAT)

He worked all week for a hard day’s pay,
Walked to school five miles one way,
It must have rained everyday, when he was my age.

He quit school early to help grandpa,
He was one man short on a cross-cut saw,
There was wood to cut and ground to rake, when he was my age.

By the time he turned twelve in thirtynine,
He’d been through hell in Hoover time,
Drank his first home-made wine, and started to shave.

The tails get taller everytime theyre told,
The fish get longer as he grows old,
He loves to talk about good ol’ days, when he was my age.

He was sixty pounds lighter with a headfull of hair,
A dollar in his tank could take him anywhere,
But nine o’clock was comin in late, when he was my age.

He talks about the time the dodgers called,
He could have played pro ball,
But he had me to raise, when he was my age.

By the time he turned twelve in thirtynine,
He’d been through hell in Hoover time,
Drank his first home-made wine, and started to shave.

The tails get taller everytime theyre told,
The fish get longer as he grows old,
He loves to talk about good ol’ days, when he was my age.

When he was my age, he’d had alot more livin left to do,
But hard work and hard time, had robbed him of his youth.
He says it seems like yesterday, when he was my age.

When he was my age.
When he was my age.
When he was my age….

Capo 1

It’s good to hear your voice after all this time
I’ve been told I’m hard to find
It’s raining here but I’m Keeping dry
And for me that’s doing good

To tell the truth There ain’t much to know
I’ve dealt some cards And I’ve Dug some holes
But I haven’t found That pot of gold
Like I said I would

Between the high lines and the fence posts
The interstate and the dirt roads
No matter how the wind blows
I hear your name
Out of all the things I’ve done that I regret
There’s only one I’d like to change
Out here, between the rainbows and the rain

I spent last month in Santa Fe
I heard your daddy passed away
And I should’ve called your momma
To say how sorry that I am

Well I don’t think I’ll be coming back
Spent too long so I guess that’s that
It’s nice to know that you
still ask about me now and then

Chorus

Out of all the things I’ve done that I regret
There’s only one I’d like to change
Out here, between the rainbows and the rain
Out here, between the rainbows and the rain

It was a hot Suday morning, middle of July
The choir was a singin’, ‘bout the sweet by and by.
Everybody was a swayin’, sweatin’ in the heat.
We all bowed our heads down, as the preacher took his seat
My sister and my brother stood next to my mother
In the quiet at the close of the verse
That’s when daddy cut the big one
At the Horn Lake Mississippi Missionary Baptist Church

Verse 2

My sister rolled her eyes back My brother bit his lip
My cousin just behind us Whispered, “Hey, who let it rip?
I stuck my face in my shirtsleeve Stared down at my shoes
Lord, you could hear a pin dropAs we stood there in the pew
Heads were turnin’, eyes were burnin’ Momma stuck her nose in her purse
After daddy cut the big one
At the Horn Lake Mississippi Missionary Baptist Church

Chorus

He cut the big one It was a stinker
Then he broke the silence With a snicker
And us kids started laughin’ ‘Til I thought we was all gonna burst
After daddy cut the big one
At the Horn Lake Mississippi Missionary Baptist Church
He said, “The devil made me do it” Momma said it was the liverwurst
And that’s why daddy cut the big one
At the Horn Lake Mississippi Missionary Baptist Church

INTRO: A B7 E

CHORUS:
Well I mighta been born just poor white trash
But I sold a million records, made a little cash
The doctors and the lawyers don’t think it’s funny
That they’re livin’ next door to white trash with money

I was born on the wrong side of the tracks
I quit school early and I never went back
The rich kids all looked down on me
They said as good as them was something that I’d never be

Started playin’ my guitar to earn a few bucks
Singin’ my songs to a roomful of drunks
The record man heard me down at Kitty’s Bar
Said come on to Nashville and I’ll make you a star

CHORUS

I bought a big house on top of the hill
A brand new Harley and a Coup Deville
The neighbors all cried when I moved in
It seems real estate’s cheaper than it’s ever been

Now the radio plays all the Railroad songs
I lay around the pool and listen all day long
This country boy’s life sure turned out swell
If the neighbors don’t like it they can all go to…well

CHORUS

SOLO

CHORUS

Yeah life’s just fine for me and my honey
N/C E
We’re happy just bein’ white trash with money

Said honey what do ya think about a couple of pink flamingos out in the front yard?
No….
Well, I guess my lawn jockey’s out of the question [B7-E]