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

Cowboys ain't easy to love and harder to hold
They'd rather you a song than diamonds or gold
Lonestar belt and old faded levis
And night begins a new day
If you don't him, an' he don't die young
He'll prob'ly just away

Mamas, let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em guitars or drive them old trucks
Let '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
Even with someone love

Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms and clear mornings
Little warm puppies and and girls of the night
Them that don't know him won't like him and that do
Sometimes won't how to take him
He ain't wrong, just different but his pride won't let him
Do things to make you think he's

Mamas, don't let babies grow up to be cowboys
let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and and such
Mamas don't let babies grow up to be cowboys
'Cause they'll stay home and they're always alone
with someone they love