Tuning: Half-step down Intro: E E E E E E E Verse: E A Cowboys are easy to love, but they're real hard to hold B E They got the wild in their veins, take your heart by the reins, then let go E A Lonestar belt buckles, 501 Levi's look good on old barstools B When they're buying you drinks, sure makes you think E They ain't playing you for a fool
Chorus: E A Mammas, don't let your babies grow up to love cowboys B Don't let 'em fall for the guitars and old pickup trucks E Let 'em love doctors and lawyers and such E A Mammas, don't let your babies grow up to love cowboys B Yeah, 'cause they'll call you crying when he goes off riding E Into that red setting sun Break: D G Cowboys like wide open spaces, racing the wind A D You can try, but he won't tie his horse to a white picket fence D G Take it from me, like the whiskey they drink when they leave D Em It's sure gonna burn A It's sure gonna hurt A7 It's just the way they're born, yeah G D Em So, don't say that I didn't warn ya Chorus: D G Mammas, don't let your babies grow up to love cowboys A Don't let 'em fall for the guitars and old pickup trucks D Let 'em love doctors and lawyers and such D G Mammas, don't let your babies grow up to love cowboys A Yeah, 'cause they'll call you crying when he goes off riding D Into that red setting sun Instrumental/Solo: D D7 G D Em Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm A A A D D Mm mm mm mm Chorus: E A Mammas, don't let your babies grow up to love cowboys B7 Don't let 'em fall for the guitars and old pickup trucks B B7 E Let 'em love doctors and lawyers and such E A Mammas, don't let your babies grow up to love cowboys B B7 Yeah, 'cause they'll call you crying when he goes off riding E Into that red setting sun B Yeah, they'll call you crying when he goes off riding B7 E Into that red setting sun Outro: E E E E
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