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

1. Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold.
2. Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings
1. They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold.
2. little warm puppies and children and girls of the night.
1. Lone Star belt buckles and old faded Levis and
2. Them that don't know him won't like them and them that do
1. each night begins a new day
2. sometimes won't know how to take him.
1. If you don't understand him and he don't die young
2. He ain't wrong, he's just different and his pride won't let him
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks,
let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
'cause the'll never stay home and they're always alone
even with someone they love.