The Allman Brothers Band – Sweet Mama (Guitar)

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Sweet mama, lay your burden down

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Sweet mama, lay your burden down

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Just let me tell you 'bout some truth in life I've found

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Sweet mama, Lord, set yourself right down

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Lord, pride, it ain't worth a US dime, lord no

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Well pride, it ain't worth a poor man's time

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And it's misery to be so jealous all the time

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Sweet mama, lord, be kind to your mind

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Sweet mama, lay your burden down

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Oh sweet mama, lord lay them trophies down

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You know it ain't no good to be givin' me that same old run-around

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'Cause sweet mama, lay your burden down

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Sweet mama, lord, you're so feelin' fine

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And I know that you think this is just a line

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But I only put these words into this little song

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To try, lord, and help us get along