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 give you a song diamonds or gold
Lonestar buckles and old faded levis
And night begins a new day
If you don't understand him, an' he die young
prob'ly just ride away

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

Cowboys like smokey old pool and clear mountain mornings
Little warm and children 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, he's just different but 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 or drive old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and and such
Mamas don't let your grow up to be cowboys
'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always
with someone they love