Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys lyrics by Waylon Jennings
Information:Following conventional lyric notation practice, words are broken into syllables to interpret the phrasing of the lyrics. Each word syllable in the lyrics below represents a note on the vocal part of this arrangement. A hyphen '-' or trailing hyphens following a word syllable indicates that the word syllable is extended over more than one note.
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Title:Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys
Key Signature:E Major
Artist:Waylon Jennings
Songwriters:Bruce/Bruce
Copyright:Warner Chappell Music Ltd
HR:MN:SC
Total Running Time:00:04:26
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INTRO . . . . . . . . . .
Cow-boys ain't eas-y to love
and they're har-der to hold
They'd rat-her give
you a song than sil-ver or gold -
Lone-star belt buck-les
and old fad-ed Le-vis
and each night be-gins a new day
and if you don't un-der-stand
him and he don't die young,
He'll probab-ly just ride a-way
Mam-ma's don't let your ba-bies
grow up to be cow-boys
Don't let 'em pick gui-tars
and drive them old trucks
Make 'em be Doc-tors
and Law-yers and such
Mam-ma's don't let your ba-bies
grow up to be cow-boys
They'll nev-er stay home,
and they're al-ways a-lone,
E-ven with some-one they love
Cow-boys like smok-y 'ole pool
rooms and clear moun-tain morn-ings
They don't want pup-pies and
chil-dren and girls of the night
Them that don't know him won't like him
and them that do some-times
won't know just how to take him
He ain't wrong, he's just dif-f'rent
his pride won't let him
do things to make you think he's right
Mam-ma's don't let your ba-bies
grow up to be cow-boys
Don't let 'em pick gui-tars
and drive them old trucks
Make 'em be Doc-tors
and Law-yers and such
Mam-ma's don't let your ba-bies
grow up to be cow-boys
They'll nev-er stay home,
and they're al-ways a-lone,
E-ven with some-one they love
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
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Mam-ma's don't let your ba-bies
grow up to be cow-boys
Don't let 'em pick gui-tars
and drive them old trucks
Make 'em be Doc-tors
and Law-yers and such
Mam-ma's don't let your ba-bies
grow up to be cow-boys
They'll nev-er stay home,
and they're al-ways a-lone,
E-ven with some-one they love
They'll nev-er stay home,
and they're al-ways a-lone,
E-ven with some-one they love
