Born in a log cabin in the back woods
The back woods of Mississippi
She drank moonshine chewed tobacco
Raised 16 children all by herself
Never looked much like a lady
You see mama ruined her body raisin' her babies
Spend her evenings sitting in a rockin' chair
Never had much o nothin but was always wilin to share
Talking 'bout ma talkin' 'bout ma
Yeah yeah yeah talking 'bout ma
Talkin' 'bout ma
Every once in awhile when ma would get depressed
She'd go to the cabinet and get paw's guiter
Sit herself down in the rokin' chair
Start strummin' and hummin' ha ha yeah
That was ma's way of lettin' off steam
In plan old English you could see
That ma was doin' her thing
Every once in awhile she'd shout Let it all hang out
Oow talkin' 'bout ma talking 'bout ma
Yeah yeah yeah talking 'bout ma
Talking 'bout ma