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 drive old trucks
'em be doctors and lawyers and such

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

A cowboy easy to love and he's harder to hold
It more to him to give you a song than silver or gold
Big trophy buckles and faded Levi's
And night begins a new day
If you understand him and he don't die young
He'll just ride away

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

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

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

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

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

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