Cowboys aint easy to love and theyre harder to hold
And theyd rather give you a song then diamonds or gold
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levis each night begins a new day
And if you dont understand him and he dont die young
Hell probly just ride away
Mama dont let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Dont let em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Make em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mama dont let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Theyll never stay home and theyre always alone
Even with someone they love
Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms and clear mountian moringins
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night
And them that dont know him wont like him
And them that do sometimes wont know how to take him
He aint wrong hes just different
But his pride wont let him do things to make you think hes right
Mama dont let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Dont let em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Make em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mama dont let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Theyll never stay home and theyre always alone
Even with someone they love
Mama dont let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Dont let em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Make em be doctors and lawyers and such