Mama’s Lonesome Hideaway

I got hooked up with cult band The White Animals’ Steve Boyd during the StarStruck phase. 
We wrote a handful of cool songs. 


MAMA’S LONESOME HIDEAWAY       

 Doak Snead  © 1997

 Steve Boyd


Mama taped to the mirror her first dollar bill

Behind the bar there’s a picture of  Lefty Frizzell

She sells blue ribbon barbeque and six point beer

You gotta know where you’re goin’

To get yourself here

‘n there’s a whole lotta rockin

a whole lotta rockin’


Folks come from Hard Rock city and Honky-tonk ville

Jukin’ to the rhythm in the funky foothills

‘n just a little cash flow

makes you feel like a million bucks

‘n there’s a whole lotta rockin’

a whole lotta rockin’


chorus: at Mama’s Lonesome Hideaway

dance until the light of day

guitar’s screamin’

rafter’s shakin’

sawdust steamin’

bodies bakin’

Mama’s 

oh oh at Mama’s Lonesome Hideaway


Well, when Mama opened up who’d ‘ve ever thought

All weekend long the joint would rock wall to wall

But when it’s time to close down in her fuzzy house shoes

Mama runs us all out with an old straw broom

There’s been a whole lotta rockin’

There’s been a whole lotta rockin’


Repeat chorus


Tag:  and just a little cash flow makes you feel like a million bucks

At Mama’s oh oh at Mama’s Lonesome Hideaway

© Doak Snead 2001-2018