Mama's Don't Let Your Babies Grow up to Be Cowboys

Mama's Don't Let Your Babies Grow up to Be Cowboys
Ed Bruce
Mama's 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
Mama's 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
They'd rather give you a song then silver or gold
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levi's
Each night begins a new day
If you can't understand him and he don't die young
He'll probably just ride away
Mama 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
Mama's 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 smokey old pool rooms
And clear mountain mornin's
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night
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
And his pride won't let him do things to make you think he's right
Mama's 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
Mama's 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...
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