Drinkin' Ain't Hard To Do

Well I’m sittin' here drinkin' over mama
Well I just can’t believe that she is gone
But I never did think mama would leave us
To fend for ourselves on our own
Well now paw, he can’t hardly understand it
'cause he never did treat our mama wrong
But I guess that mama never told him
She started smokin' crack
At the age of sixty one
And it’s been years, since we’ve seen our mama
Even though I heard some stories about her nights
And poor LJ, the sheriff, told us
That mama got killed by her damn crack pipe
Well I’m gonna have to find paw a good woman
Cause he’s startin' to look just like a bag of bones
She’s gonna have to clean all those shotguns
And skin those critters we bring home
And it’s been years, since we’ve seen our mama
Even though I heard some stories about her nights
And poor LJ, the sheriff, told us
That mama got killed by her damn crack pipe
Yeah mama got killed by her damn crack pipe