Tono: D
Introducción:
D
Cowboys ain't easy to love
G
And they're harder to hold
A
They'd rather give you a song
D
Than diamonds or gold
D
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded levis
G
And each night begins a new day
A
If you don't understand him
And he don't die young
D
He'll prob'ly just ride away
D
Mamas, don't let your babies
G
Grow up to be cowboys
A
Don't let 'em pick guitars
Or drive them old trucks
D
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
D
Mamas don't let your babies
G
Grow up to be cowboys
A
'Cos they'll never stay home
And they're always alone
D
Even with someone they love
E
Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms
A
And clear mountain mornings
B7
Little warm puppies and children
E
And girls of the night
E
Them that don't know him
Won't like him and them that do
A
Sometimes won't know how to take him
B7
He ain't wrong, he's just different
But his pride won't let him
E
Do things to make you think he's right
E
Mamas, don't let your babies
E7 A
Grow up to be cowboys
B7
Don't let 'em pick guitars
Or drive them old trucks
E
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
E
Mamas don't let your babies
E7 A
Grow up to be cowboys
B7
'Cos they'll never stay home
And they're always alone
E
Even with someone they love