Childhood Memories Songtext
von Truckstop Honeymoon

When I was only fourteen my momma came to me
She said, "Darlin′ daughter, I need your help you see
The man I've been dating, he makes me laugh
But he smokes marijuana and I never have"

Now, momma liked her sleeping pills washed down with a White Russian
She only took prescription drugs; my mother was old fashioned
So it came as a shock to me, I will not deny it
When momma asked if I had pot, and whether she could try it

Childhood memories, golden years gone by
I never will forget the Christmas I got mamma high

Though I was only fourteen, I was shrewd enough for sure
I always hid my bag of weed in my sister′s drawer
I said, "Ma, it's funny, but now that you ask
I think that I might know just where my sister keeps her stash"


Well I showed ma how to light a bowl and how to hold it in
She said, "I don't feel it yet. I don′t think it′s working."
Next thing my dear old mother, homecoming queen
Was wearing my Sony Walkman pads out on my trampoline

Childhood memories, golden years gone by
I never will forget the Christmas I got mamma high

I don't remember momma ever singing "Rock of Ages"
I probably had a Bible, or smoked some other′s pages
We didn't go to church on Christmas Eve; we stayed at home
And I sat momma on the couch and I got momma stoned

On Christmas day I realised my mistake when
Momma asked if we could do that thing we done again
I soon regretted though the lesson that I taught her
Now dear old ma would cop her drugs off her fourteen-year-old daughter

Childhood memories, golden years gone by
I never will forget the Christmas I got mamma high

Childhood memories, though the years gone by
I never will forget the Christmas I got mamma high