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

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

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

A cowboy ain't easy to love and harder to hold
rather give you a song than silver or gold
Budwiser and soft faded Wrangler's
And each begins a new day
If you can't understand him and he die young
He'll probably ride away

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

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

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

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

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

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

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