Mama Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys Lyrics

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys They'll never stay home and they're always alone Even with someone they love
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold And they'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levis
And each night begins a new day And if you don't understand him and he don't die young You'll probably just ride away
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys They'll never stay home and they're always alone Even with someone they love
Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms, clear mountain mornings Little warm puppies and children, girls of the night And them that don't know him won't like him and them that do
Sometimes won't know how to take him He ain't wrong, he's just different but his pride won't let him Do things to make you think he's right
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys They'll never stay home and they're always alone Even with someone they love
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys