Mammas
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Cowboys are easy to love but they're real hard to hold They got the
Wild in their veins, take your heart by the reins then let go Lone
Star belt buckles, 501 Levi's look good on old barstools When they're
Buying you drinks, sure makes you think They ain't playing you for
A fool Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to love cowboys Don't
Let 'em fall for the guitars and old pickup trucks Let 'em love
Doctors and lawyers and such Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to
Love cowboys Yeah, 'cause they'll call you crying when he goes off
Riding Into that red setting sun Cowboys like wide open spaces
Racing wind You can try but he won't tie his horse to a white picket
Fence Take it from me like the whiskey they drink when they leave
It's sure gonna burn, sure gonna hurt It's just the way they're
Born, yeah So don't say that I didn't warn ya Mamas, don't let
Your babies grow up to love cowboys Don't let 'em fall for the
Guitars and old pickup trucks Let 'em love doctors and lawyers
And such Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to love cowboys Yeah
'Cause they'll call you crying when he goes off riding Into that
Red setting sun Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to love
Cowboys Don't let 'em fall for the guitars and old pickup trucks
Let 'em love doctors and lawyers and such Mamas, don't let your
Babies grow up to love cowboys Yeah, 'cause they'll call you crying
When he goes off riding Into that red setting sun Yeah, they'll
Call you crying when he goes off riding Into that red setting sun