Friday, December 13, 2024

MOMMAS BEEN HURTIN - OLIVER ANTHONY

 

MOMMAS BEEN HURTING – OLIVER ANTHONY                                                   2                                                                     

 

Am  Bm  C  D       Am  Bm  C  E

 

                                 Am         Bm                                          C        D                                            Am              Bm

Momma’s been hurting      Cause daddys been down        Aint nobody been working

                                       C      D

Since the mill hole left town.

                   F                                                                                  Am

They got 2 youngins      (Not ten years old),    With two hundred dollars left in his bill fold

                                    C                                                                                        Em

and a weeks worth of groceries is the price of gold      When your whole damn countries

                            E

been bought and sold.

 

                                        C                                                 G

Whenever there’s been hard times     It’s always made hard folks.   Who could get it to the

Am                                                      F

other side.      And not (let it be)      All she wrote   

                                  C                                                                G

I’d love to live to be old Lord.    (But God you can take me) right now      Just don’t let the

Am                              F                                 Am   Bm  C   D             Am   Bm  F  E

land I… love   Die so young…    Of thee I sing….

 

 

                        Am Bm                           C     D                                   Am  Bm                    C    D

I’ve been flyin low     And my troubled mind    Get to digging me a hole     My soul can’t climb

                                 Fmaj7                                               F                 Am

Is this the end of the world?   No body knows     Cause (they all just stare)   at the trash on

                                                  C                              

their phones.    In a land that’s littered with many mens bones    Who died fighting for

Em7                                          E7

somewhere      they could call home       CHORUS   Close with Intro Chords

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