Luyện nghe bài hát Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be
Don't let 'em guitars and drive them old trucks
'em be doctors and lawyers and such.

Mamas, don't let your babies up to be cowboys
'Cause they'll never stay home and always alone
with someone they love

A cowboy ain't easy to love and harder to hold
He'd rather give you a than silver or gold
Budwiser buckles and faded Wrangler's
And night begins a new day
If you can't understand him and he don't die
He'll probably just away

Mamas, let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive old trucks
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and

Mamas, let your babies grow up to be cowboys
'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always
Even with they love

A cowboy loves smoky ol' pool rooms and clear mountain
Little warm puppies and children and of the night
Them that don't know him won't like him and that do
Sometimes won't how to take him
He's not wrong, he's different and his pride won't let him do
Things to make you he's right

Mamas, don't let your babies up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and

Mamas, don't let babies grow up to be cowboys
'Cause they'll never home and they're always alone
with someone they love

Mamas, don't let your babies up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars and them old trucks
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be
'Cause they'll stay home and they're always alone