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(Woo, woo, woo)
(Woo, woo, woo)

Tell me did you walk on water?
Do you know a woman named Jolene?
Can you claim me as your daughter?
And did you rock me to sleep?
Pray for my soul to keep?

No no no
I don't think so, so, so

You ain't mama, Dolly or Jesus
They're the only voices in my head that I tend to agree with
So pick your bones and throw your stones
I ain't inclined to please ya
Unless you're mama, Dolly or Jesus

(Woo, woo, woo)

Those three got a lot in common
The kind you wanna have a drink with
'Cause they love people at rock bottom
And they ain't gonna sit
When there's a table to flip

So get off my back
If you can't say that, that, that

You ain't mama, Dolly or Jesus
They're the only voices in my head that I tend to agree with
So pick your bones and throw your stones
I ain't inclined to please ya
Unless you're mama, Dolly or Jesus

I can't pay my rent with your two cents
So keep it to yourself
And when I get lost, can't bear the cross
I know who can help
(I know who can help)

Mama, Dolly and Jesus
They're the only voices in my head that I tend to agree with
So pick your bones and throw your stones
I ain't inclined to please ya
Unless you're mama, Dolly or Jesus

(Woo, woo, woo)
(Woo, woo, woo)
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(Woo, woo, woo)
(Woo, woo, woo)

Tell me did you walk on water?
Do you know a woman named Jolene?
Can you claim me as your daughter?
And did you rock me to sleep?
Pray for my soul to keep?

No no no
I don't think so, so, so

You ain't mama, Dolly or Jesus
They're the only voices in my head that I tend to agree with
So pick your bones and throw your stones
I ain't inclined to please ya
Unless you're mama, Dolly or Jesus

(Woo, woo, woo)

Those three got a lot in common
The kind you wanna have a drink with
'Cause they love people at rock bottom
And they ain't gonna sit
When there's a table to flip

So get off my back
If you can't say that, that, that

You ain't mama, Dolly or Jesus
They're the only voices in my head that I tend to agree with
So pick your bones and throw your stones
I ain't inclined to please ya
Unless you're mama, Dolly or Jesus

I can't pay my rent with your two cents
So keep it to yourself
And when I get lost, can't bear the cross
I know who can help
(I know who can help)

Mama, Dolly and Jesus
They're the only voices in my head that I tend to agree with
So pick your bones and throw your stones
I ain't inclined to please ya
Unless you're mama, Dolly or Jesus

(Woo, woo, woo)
(Woo, woo, woo)
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Writer: Jessie Jo Dillon, Jimmy Robbins, Laura Jeanne Veltz, Madeline Edwards
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.


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