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Type: Chords & Lyrics, etc.

Version: 1

Created by: Bagus

Created: 3/27/2026

Updated: 3/27/2026

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Mamas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys

Chords & Lyrics, etc. · v1

D                                                                                    G
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
A7                                                                               D
They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold
D                                                                                 G
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levi's and each night begins a new day
            A7                                                                             D
If you don't understand him and he don't die young    He'll probably just ride away


D                                                                               G
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
          A7                                                                                                                                           D
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
D                                                                              G
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
              A7                                                                                                                   D
They'll never stay home and they're always alone    Even with someone they love

 

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E                                                                                                    A
Cowboys like smokey ol' pool rooms and clear mountain mornings
B7                                                                                      E
Little warm puppies, and children, and girls of the night
E                                                                                                       A
Them that don't know him won't like him and them that do sometimes won't know how to take him
             B7                                                                                                                                                           E
He ain't wrong, he's just different but his pride won't let him Do the things to make you think he's right

 
E                                          A
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
      B7                                                                                                                                                 E
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks  Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
E                                                                               A
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
        B7                                                                                                                       E
They'll never stay home and they're always alone Even with someone they love