Charlie Parr Public Record Rag Lyrics
Public Record Rag by Charlie Parr
Well my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
My mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
She gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about the man in the liquor store
Well my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Well she never seen my name in print
Never seen my face on the TV
Didn't want me to come over to her house
For coffee or by tea
She called me a bum
Said I'm nothing but a tramp
Wouldn't let my in the front
She'd throw me out the back
Now my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
There's a tale about how I went into that store
And walked right into the door
How the counterman smiled and said get lost
And pulled out a .44
But I grabbed that gun and I shot him first
He fell on the floor shaking and pissin
That gonna be that told that tale, gonna tell em bout it all day long
Well my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
My mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
She gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about the man in the liquor store
Well my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Well I took all the money and a little booze
And the keys to that man's car
Car was a beater, wouldn't go very fast
Wasn't long before it stalled
So I hopped abord a city bus
Bound for the center of town
Now my mama gonna read about this
Gonna read about it all day long
Well my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
My mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Gonna read about the man in the liquor store
Well my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
That bus cut it short about 3rd and Maine
And would not go no more
Cops told the driver to open the door
So they could come abord
I was climbing out the window in the back of the bus
When I felt someone grab my feet
Ah there's something she can read about
See my big face on the TV
Yeah my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Yeah my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
She gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about that man in the liquor store
I tell ya my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
My mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
She gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about the man in the liquor store
Well my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Well she never seen my name in print
Never seen my face on the TV
Didn't want me to come over to her house
For coffee or by tea
She called me a bum
Said I'm nothing but a tramp
Wouldn't let my in the front
She'd throw me out the back
Now my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
There's a tale about how I went into that store
And walked right into the door
How the counterman smiled and said get lost
And pulled out a .44
But I grabbed that gun and I shot him first
He fell on the floor shaking and pissin
That gonna be that told that tale, gonna tell em bout it all day long
Well my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
My mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
She gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about the man in the liquor store
Well my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Well I took all the money and a little booze
And the keys to that man's car
Car was a beater, wouldn't go very fast
Wasn't long before it stalled
So I hopped abord a city bus
Bound for the center of town
Now my mama gonna read about this
Gonna read about it all day long
Well my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
My mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Gonna read about the man in the liquor store
Well my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
That bus cut it short about 3rd and Maine
And would not go no more
Cops told the driver to open the door
So they could come abord
I was climbing out the window in the back of the bus
When I felt someone grab my feet
Ah there's something she can read about
See my big face on the TV
Yeah my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Yeah my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
She gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about that man in the liquor store
I tell ya my mama gonna read about me