E7
Papa drove a truck nearly all his life
            A7
You know it drove mama crazy being a trucker's wife
    B7
The part she couldn't handle was the being alone
            C                               B7
I guess she needed more to hold than just a telephone
E7
Papa called mama each & every night
        A7
Just to ask her how she was & if us kids were alright
 B7
Mama would wait for that call to come in
            C                    B7         E7
But when daddy'd hang up she was gone again


chorus.... #1   A7
                Mama was a looker Lord how she shined
                  E7
                Papa was a good'n but the jealous kind
                  A7
                Papa loved mama, mama loved men
                 Em                      B7           E7
                Mama's in the graveyard papa's in the pen

Well it was bound to happen & one night it did

Papa came home & it was just us kids

He had a dozen roses & a bottle of wine

If he was looking to surprise us he was doing fine

I heard him cry for mama up & down the hall

Then I heard a bottle break against the bedroom wall

That old diesel engine made an eerie sound

When papa fired it up & headed into town

chorus... #2    Well the picture in teh paper showed the scene real well

                Papa's rig was buried in the local Motel

                The desk clerk said he saw it all real clear

                He never hit the breaks & he was shifting gears

chorus... #1.....
Em                      B7            E7
Mama's in the graveyard papa's in the pen

Mama's in the graveyard papa's in the pen