C5                                          F5
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
      G5
Don't let them pick guitars and drive in old trucks
                                    C5
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
                                           F5
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
        G5
They'll never stay home and they're always alone
                       C5
Even with someone they love

                                                 F5
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
    G5                                             C5
And they'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold

Lone Star belt buckles and old faded Levis
         F5
And each night begins a new day
       G5
And if you don't understand him and he don't die young
                         C5
He'll probably just ride away

                                                       F5
A cowboy loves smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings
G5                                                C5
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night

Them that don't know him won't like him
                 F5
And them that do sometimes won't know how to take him
         G5
He's not wrong he's just different and his pride won't let him
                                 C5
Do things to make you think he's right