Chords for Ed Bruce - Mamas dont let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Tempo:
95.45 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
F
Em
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C] Mamas, don't let your babies [Cm] grow up to be cowboys.
[F] [G] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors and [C] lawyers and such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow [F] up to be cowboys.
[G] Cause they'll never stay home, and they're always alone.
Even with someone they [C] love.
Jimmy [Em]
Capps played on the [C] original record of this.
Hey!
[Em] Go on then, Jimmy.
[C] A cowboy ain't easy to love, and he's [F] harder to hold.
[G] And he'd rather [D] give you a song than [C] silver or gold.
[G] [C] But wise as buckles and soft-faded [F] wranglers, each night begins a new day.
[G] And if you can't understand him, and he don't die young, he'll probably [C] just ride away.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [F] be cowboys.
[G] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors and lawyers [C] and [G] such.
[C] Mamas, don't let your babies grow [F] up to be cowboys.
Cause [G] they'll never stay home, and they're always alone.
Even with someone they love.
[C] [G]
[C] Cowboys love smoky old pool rooms, [F] clear mountain mornings.
[G] Little warm puppies and children, and [C] girls of the night.
[C] Them that don't know him won't like him.
[F]
Them that do sometimes won't know how to take it.
[G] He ain't wrong, he's just different.
His pride won't let him do things to make you [C] think he's right.
[Em] [C]
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [F] be cowboys.
[G] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors [A] and lawyers [C] and such.
[G] [C] Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [F] cowboys.
Cause [G] they'll never stay home, and they're always alone.
Even with [A] someone they [Em] love.
[C]
[F] [G] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors and [C] lawyers and such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow [F] up to be cowboys.
[G] Cause they'll never stay home, and they're always alone.
Even with someone they [C] love.
Jimmy [Em]
Capps played on the [C] original record of this.
Hey!
[Em] Go on then, Jimmy.
[C] A cowboy ain't easy to love, and he's [F] harder to hold.
[G] And he'd rather [D] give you a song than [C] silver or gold.
[G] [C] But wise as buckles and soft-faded [F] wranglers, each night begins a new day.
[G] And if you can't understand him, and he don't die young, he'll probably [C] just ride away.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [F] be cowboys.
[G] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors and lawyers [C] and [G] such.
[C] Mamas, don't let your babies grow [F] up to be cowboys.
Cause [G] they'll never stay home, and they're always alone.
Even with someone they love.
[C] [G]
[C] Cowboys love smoky old pool rooms, [F] clear mountain mornings.
[G] Little warm puppies and children, and [C] girls of the night.
[C] Them that don't know him won't like him.
[F]
Them that do sometimes won't know how to take it.
[G] He ain't wrong, he's just different.
His pride won't let him do things to make you [C] think he's right.
[Em] [C]
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [F] be cowboys.
[G] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors [A] and lawyers [C] and such.
[G] [C] Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [F] cowboys.
Cause [G] they'll never stay home, and they're always alone.
Even with [A] someone they [Em] love.
[C]
Key:
C
G
F
Em
A
C
G
F
[C] _ Mamas, don't let your babies [Cm] grow up to be cowboys.
[F] _ _ _ [G] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors and [C] lawyers and such.
_ _ Mamas, don't let your babies grow [F] up to be cowboys. _ _ _ _
[G] Cause they'll never stay home, and they're always alone.
Even with someone they [C] love.
Jimmy _ [Em]
Capps played on the [C] original record of this.
Hey!
_ [Em] Go on then, Jimmy.
[C] A cowboy ain't easy to love, and he's [F] harder to hold.
_ _ _ _ [G] And he'd rather [D] give you a song than [C] silver or gold. _ _ _
[G] _ _ [C] But wise as buckles and soft-faded [F] wranglers, each night begins a new day.
_ [G] And if you can't understand him, and he don't die young, he'll probably [C] just ride away. _ _ _ _ _
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [F] be cowboys.
_ _ _ [G] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors and lawyers [C] and [G] such.
_ [C] Mamas, don't let your babies grow [F] up to be cowboys.
Cause _ [G] they'll never stay home, and they're always alone.
Even with someone they love.
[C] _ _ [G] _ _
[C] Cowboys love smoky old pool rooms, [F] clear mountain mornings.
_ _ _ _ [G] Little warm puppies and children, and [C] girls of the night. _ _
_ _ [C] Them that don't know him won't like him.
[F]
Them that do sometimes won't know how to take it.
[G] He ain't wrong, he's just different.
His pride won't let him do things to make you [C] think he's right.
_ _ [Em] _ _ [C]
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [F] be cowboys.
_ _ _ [G] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors [A] and lawyers [C] and such.
[G] _ _ [C] Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [F] cowboys.
_ _ Cause [G] they'll never stay home, and they're always alone.
Even with [A] someone they [Em] love.
_ _ [C] _ _
[F] _ _ _ [G] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors and [C] lawyers and such.
_ _ Mamas, don't let your babies grow [F] up to be cowboys. _ _ _ _
[G] Cause they'll never stay home, and they're always alone.
Even with someone they [C] love.
Jimmy _ [Em]
Capps played on the [C] original record of this.
Hey!
_ [Em] Go on then, Jimmy.
[C] A cowboy ain't easy to love, and he's [F] harder to hold.
_ _ _ _ [G] And he'd rather [D] give you a song than [C] silver or gold. _ _ _
[G] _ _ [C] But wise as buckles and soft-faded [F] wranglers, each night begins a new day.
_ [G] And if you can't understand him, and he don't die young, he'll probably [C] just ride away. _ _ _ _ _
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [F] be cowboys.
_ _ _ [G] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors and lawyers [C] and [G] such.
_ [C] Mamas, don't let your babies grow [F] up to be cowboys.
Cause _ [G] they'll never stay home, and they're always alone.
Even with someone they love.
[C] _ _ [G] _ _
[C] Cowboys love smoky old pool rooms, [F] clear mountain mornings.
_ _ _ _ [G] Little warm puppies and children, and [C] girls of the night. _ _
_ _ [C] Them that don't know him won't like him.
[F]
Them that do sometimes won't know how to take it.
[G] He ain't wrong, he's just different.
His pride won't let him do things to make you [C] think he's right.
_ _ [Em] _ _ [C]
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [F] be cowboys.
_ _ _ [G] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors [A] and lawyers [C] and such.
[G] _ _ [C] Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [F] cowboys.
_ _ Cause [G] they'll never stay home, and they're always alone.
Even with [A] someone they [Em] love.
_ _ [C] _ _