Waylon Jennings - Mammas Don´t Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys lyrics

Album: Waylon & Willie (w. Willie Nelson) <RCA Victor> (1978)

Cowboys aint easy to love & they are harder to hold.
They would rather give you a song than diamonds or gold.
Lonestar belt buckles & old faded levis,
And each night begins a new day.
If you do not understand him, an´ he don´t die young,
He will prob´ly just ride away.

Mamas, don´t let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
Don´t let em pick guitars or drive them old trucks.
Let em be doctors & lawyers & such.
Mamas don´t let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
´Cos they will never stay home & they are always alone.
Even with someone they love.

Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms & clear mountain mornings,
Little warm puppies & children & girls of the night.
Them that don´t know him won´t like him & them that do,
Sometimes won´t know how to take him.
He aint wrong, he has just different but his pride won´t let him,
Do things to make you think he has right.

Mamas, don´t let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
Don´t let em pick guitars or drive them old trucks.
Let em be doctors & lawyers & such.
Mamas don´t let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
´Cos they will never stay home & they are always alone.
Even with someone they love.

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