D
Cowboys
ain't easy to love and they're harder to
G
hold
A
They'd
rather give you a song than diamonds or
D
gold
D
Lonestar
belt buckles and old faded Levi's and
G
each
night begins a new day
If you do
A
n't
understand him and he don't die young
He'll probably just ride a
D
way
D
Mammas
don't let your babies grow up to be
G
cowboys
Don't
A
let
'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and
D
such
D
Mammas
don't let your babies grow up to be
G
cowboys
They'll
A
never
stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they
D
love
E
Cowboys
like smokey ol' pool rooms and clear mountain
A
mornings
B
Little
warm puppies, and children, and girls of the n
E
ight
E
Them
that don't know him won't like him and them that do
A
sometimes
won't know how to take him
He ain't
B
wrong,
he's just different but his pride won't let him
Do the things to make you think he's
E
right
E
Mammas
don't let your babies grow up to be
A
cowboys
Don't
B
let
'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and
E
such
E
Mammas
don't let your babies grow up to be
A
cowboys
They'll
B
never
stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they
E
love