That's What Mamas Are For chords by Chris Lane

• Difficulty: Beginner

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

♫ Intro:
C F G C F G


♫ Verse 1:
C                 Dm        G
Dads are good for teaching how to pitch and throw a curveball
  C        G         F
And backin' Jon boat trailers down the drive
C
 Build a treehouse in the backyard
    Dm           G
With a Black and Decker skill saw
  C                   F  G
Or fly that front porch home team flag up high
G   Dm7                    F
Yeah, there's some things that they can do just right
    Dm7             G
But I'm sittin' here missin' mama tonight

♫ Chorus:
F           G          C
She's got a marked-up King James heart of gold
  F        G            C
Got too much on her plate but never lets it show
      Am              G
She put her blood, sweat, and tears into raisin' me
  F       Dm
And maybe a little more
     F         G     C  F G
Thank the Lord, that's what mamas are for

♫ Verse 2:
C                 Dm      G
Sneakin' out and raisin' too much hell at seventeen
    C           F       G
Whеn I got back home, she was waitin' on the porch
C              G
 Wasn't pissеd off, didn't cuss me,
     Dm      G
She just held out her hand
      Dm7              F
And said, "Give me back the keys to my Accord
     Dm7               G
And don't disappoint your mom like this no more"

♫ Chorus:
F           G          C
She's got a marked-up King James heart of gold
  F        G            C
Got too much on her plate but never lets it show
      Am              G
She put her blood, sweat, and tears into raisin' me
  F       Dm
And maybe a little more
     F         G     C
Thank the Lord, that's what mamas are for

♫ Solo:
| F G | C | F G | C |

♫ Bridge:
        Dm          C
Yeah, she was a girl scout, she was a prom queen
     F         C
She rode shotgun in cut off blue jeans
      Dm7       C
She went to college 'til she dropped out
    F          G
Settled down in a not-got-a-lot town
           Am          G
When life brought her rain, she got good at prayin'
     F         C        Dm
Bought me this old pawn shop guitar that I'm playin' on
   F       G
Yeah, thank you, mom

♫ Chorus:
    F        G          C
But you got a marked-up King James heart of gold
  F        G            C
Got too much on her plate but never lets it show
      Am              G
She put her blood, sweat, and tears into raisin' me
  F       Dm
And maybe a little more
     F         G     C
Thank the Lord, that's what mamas are for
       F         G     C
Aw, thank You Lord, that's what mamas are for