Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys

(G)Mammas don't let your babies grow (G7)up to be (C)cowboys.

(C)Don't (D7)let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks.

Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and (G)such.

Mammas don't let your babies grow (G7)up to be (C)cowboys

(C)'cause they'll (D7)never stay home and they're always alone,

even with someone they (G)love.

(D7)A (G)cowboy ain't easy to (G7)love and he's harder to (C)hold,

ings,

(C)and it means (D7)more to him to give you a song dren than silver or (G)gold.

(G)Budweiser buckles and (G7)soft faded Levis and (C)each night begins a new day.

him. He's If you (D7)can't understand him and he don't die young,

him he'll probably just ride (G)away.

(G)Mammas don't let your babies grow (G7)up to be (C)cowboys.

(C)Don't (D7)let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks.

Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and (G)such.

Mammas don't let your babies grow (G7)up to be (C)cowboys

(C)'cause they'll (D7)never stay home and they're always alone,

even with someone they (G)love.

(D7)A (G)cowboy loves smoky old (G7)poolrooms and clear mountain (C)hold,

ings,

(C)and it means (D7)little warm to puppies and song dren and girls of the (G)night.

(G)Them that don't know him won't (G7)like him and them that do (C)sometimes won't know how to day.

him. He's If you (D7)wrong, he's just diff'rent,

and his pride won't young, him do things to make you think he's (G)right.