4 acessos
Intro: C C C C Parte 1: C F Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold. G C They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold. C Lonestar belt buckles and old faded levis, F And each night begins a new day. G If you don't understand him, an' he don't die young, C He'll prob'ly just ride away. Refrão: C F Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys. G Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks. C Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such. C F Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys. G 'Cos they'll never stay home and they're always alone. C Even with someone they love. Parte 2: C F Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings, G C Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night. C Them that don't know him won't like him and them that do, F Sometimes won't know how to take him. G He ain't wrong, he's just different but his pride won't let him, C Do things to make you think he's right. Refrão: C F Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys. G Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks. C Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such. C F Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys. G 'Cos they'll never stay home and they're always alone. C Even with someone they love.