Mama Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys (Live)

Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold

They'd rather give you a song then diamonds or gold

Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levi's

And each night begins a new day

If you don't understand him and he don't die young

He'll probably just ride away

Mama 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 and lawyers and such

Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys

'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone

Even with someone they love

Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornin's

Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night

Them that don't know him won't like him

And them that do sometimes won't know how to take him

He ain't wrong he's just different

But his pride won't let him do things to make you think he's right

Mama 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

Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys

'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone

Even with someone they love

Mama 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

Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys

'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone

Even with someone they love