Drinkin' Over Momma - Hank Williams III

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