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Full acoustic version of Momma's Boy The entire song is 3 chords. C, G, D (It's actually drop D if you want the extra bass, but it can be played without doing drop D). [Verse 1] She's back home talkin' 'bout my last show to family and friends, while daddy's shakin' his head 'bout the latest news. 'Cause I'm in town playing' my guitar, tellin' stories from my heart tryin' to live all the lessons I was taught. [Pre-Chorus] Takin' a chance, they said this whole thing was just a dream— but they don't see... [Chorus] The fights and the lights and the sleepless nights, the empty bottles on the floor, pretty women on a mission in every city tryin' to break this boy. And I'm tryin' to be the son my mama's proud of, and my daddy too, but all my best songs are about the things they told me not to do— but, I'm still just a mama's boy... [Verse 2] On a road that’s never straight, tryin' to stay inside my lane, but somehow, I always end up in a wreck. [Pre-Chorus] But my biggest fear is lookin' in Mama's eyes and hearin', "No... that's not my son." She don't see... [Chorus] The fights and the lights and the sleepless nights, the empty bottles on the floor, all the pills their shoving my way each day tryin' to break this boy. And I'm tryin' to be the son my mama's proud of and my daddy too, but all my best songs are about the things they told me not to do— well I'm still just a mama's boy. [Bridge] Thinkin’ ’bout my mama now, her voice still chasin’ me down the road, "You're always welcome home, no matter how far you go." I just gotta make it through one last show... then I'll change... [Chorus] The fights and the lights and the sleepless nights, my worn-out body on the floor, all the pressure from the constant highs and lows startin' to break this boy. And I'm tryin' to be the son my mama's proud of and my daddy too, but all my best songs come from the things they told me not to do— 'cause I'm still just a mama's boy. [Outro - quiet, soft, almost whispered] I'm still a mama's boy.