(David Lee Murphy/Kim Tribble)



Well I never knew my daddy

But everybody says my brother looks like him

And my brother he's in prison

And I doubt he'll be gettin' out again

But I watch it from the cradle

Though mama tried to hide the truth from me

She did all that she was able

And Lord I guess the rest is history 



But we all know nobody's perfect

And mama prayed I'd turn out differently

And she tried to raise me better

‘Cause I was the baby of the family

Oh well I know she'd never say it

But we all make mistakes and that's a fact

And I know I'm not the first but I guess 

I was Mama's last 



Mama had to work the factory

She had too much pride to take a helpin' hand

But she read the Bible

So I got no excuse for what I am

When they'd pass the plate on Sunday

I know it'd break her heart if she knew now

While she was puttin' in her quarters

I was reaching in and taking dollars out 



But we all know nobody's perfect

And mama prayed I'd turn out differently

And she tried to raise me better

‘Cause I was the baby of the family

Oh well I know she'd never say it

But we all make mistakes and that's a fact

And I know I'm not the first but I guess 

I was Mama's last 



But we all know nobody's perfect

And mama prayed I'd turn out differently

And she tried to raise me better

‘Cause I was the baby of the family

Oh well I know she'd never say it

But we all make mistakes and that's a fact

And I know I'm not the first but I guess 

I was Mama's last 



No I'm not the first mistake that she ever made

But I was mama's last