M O M M A M O M M A Momma Momma I fear you reared me wrong. Momma Momma I fear you reared me wrong. Cause I pick up my head can’t tell where I belong. Momma Momma something’s hurting me bad. Momma Momma something’s hurting me bad. I have a yearning for something that I never had. Oh sometimes I feel my life has come and then it’s gone. Oh sometimes I feel my life has come and gone. I live in this world but I’m only looking on. I can’t understand it’s to far over my head. I can’t understand it’s to far over my head. I’m living a life but I’m really dying instead. Momma Momma I fear you reared me wrong. Momma Momma I fear you reared me wrong. Cause I lift up my head and I can’t tell where I belong. Momma momma momma mom-ma. Something’s terribly wrong. This is close but there’s alot more going on in this song beginning with arpeggiating the and the fingerings around the and the . Comments corrections and/or rating all appreciated. Enjoy! G6 020030 - 020033