[Estrofe]
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
[Refrão]
 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 
 E5                       B5           E7 
Mama's in the graveyard, papa's in the pen
[Estrofe]
E7 
Well, it was bound to happen & one night it did 
           A7 
Papa came home & it was just us kids 
  B7 
He had a dozen roses & a bottle of wine 
          C                                B7 
If he was looking to surprise us he was doing fine 
  E7 
I heard him cry for mama up & down the hall 
         A7 
Then I heard a bottle break against the bedroom wall 
  B7 
That old diesel engine made an eerie sound 
             C                 B7       E7 
When papa fired it up & headed into town
[Refrão]
  A7 
Well, the picture in the paper showed the scene real well 
   E7 
Papa's rig was buried in the local Motel 
   A7 
The desk clerk said he saw it all real clear 
            C                 B7          E7 
He never hit the brakes & he was shifting gears
[Refrão]
 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 
 E5                       B5           E7 
Mama's in the graveyard, papa's in the pen
[Outro]
E5                       B5            E7 
Mama's in the graveyard, papa's in the pen 
  
Mama's in the graveyard, papa's in the pen