Cowboys ain't easy to love
and they're harder to hold
and they'd rather give you a song
than diamonds or gold
Lone Star belt buckles and old faded Levis
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 them pick guitars and drive in old trucks
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
They'll never stay home and they're always alone
even with someone they love
Cowboy loves smokey old pool rooms
and clear mountain mornings
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's not wrong he's just different
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 them pick guitars and drive in old trucks
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
They'll never stay home and they're always alone
even with someone they love
They'll never stay home and they're always alone
e ven with some one they lo v e
