Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys chords by Ed Bruce

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
C C

Chorus:
C                                          F
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
      G
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
G                                   C
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
C                                          F
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
        G
They'll never stay home and they're always alone
G                      C
Even with someone they love

Verse 1:
C                                              F
A cowboy ain't easy to love and he's harder to hold
     G                                     C
He'd rather give you a song than silver or gold
C
Budwiser buckles and soft faded Wrangler's
    F
And each night begins a new day
       G
If you can't understand him and he don't die young
G                        C
He'll probably just ride away

Chorus:
C                                          F
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
      G
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
G                                   C
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
C                                          F
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
        G
They'll never stay home and they're always alone
G                      C
Even with someone they love

verse 2:
C                                                     F
A cowboy like smoky old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings
       G                                          C
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night
C
Them that don't know him won't like him and them that do
F
Sometimes won't know how to take him
F        G
He ain't wrong, he's just different and his pride won't let him
G                                C
Do things to make you think he's right

Chorus:
C                                          F
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
      G
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
G                                   C
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
C                                          F
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys