Chords for Ed Bruce - Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboy

Tempo:
155.9 bpm
Chords used:

C

G

F

D

Cm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Ed Bruce - Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboy chords
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[N]
Mamas, don't let your babies grow [C] up to be [F] cowboys.
Don't let them pick [G] guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors and lawyers and [C] such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [F] cowboys.
[C]
[F] [G] They'll never stay home and they're always alone.
Even with someone they [C] love.
A cowboy [G] ain't [Cm] easy to love and he's harder [F] to hold.
[C] [F]
[G] He'd rather give you a song than silver [C] or gold.
Blood and [G] wiser buckles and [C] soft-faded wranglers
[F] and each night begins a new day.
[G] If you can't [D] understand him then he don't die young.
[G] He'll probably just [C] ride away.
[G] [C]
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [F] cowboys.
[C] [F]
Don't let [G] them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors and lawyers and [C] such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [F] cowboys.
They'll [G] never stay home and they're always alone.
Even with someone [C] they love.
A cowboy loves smoky old pool rooms and clear mountain [F] mornings.
[Gm] Little warm [G] puppies and children and girls of [C] the night.
Them that don't know him won't like him
and them that [F] do sometime won't [C] know how [F] to take him.
He [G] ain't wrong, he's [D] just different [G] and his pride won't let him do things
to make him think [C] he's right.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [F] be cowboys.
[G] Don't let them pick [D]
guitars and [G] drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors and lawyers and [C] such.
Mamas, don't let your babies
Key:  
C
3211
G
2131
F
134211111
D
1321
Cm
13421113
C
3211
G
2131
F
134211111
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[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Mamas, _ don't let your _ babies grow [C] up to be [F] _ cowboys. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Don't let them pick [G] guitars and drive them old trucks. _
Make them be doctors and lawyers and [C] such. _ _ _ _
Mamas, _ don't let your babies grow up to be [F] cowboys.
[C] _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [G] They'll never stay home and they're always alone.
_ _ Even with someone they [C] love. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ A cowboy [G] ain't [Cm] easy to love and he's harder [F] to hold.
_ [C] _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] He'd rather give you a song than silver [C] or gold. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Blood and [G] wiser buckles and [C] soft-faded wranglers
[F] and each night begins a new day.
_ _ _ [G] If you can't [D] _ understand him then he don't die young.
[G] He'll probably just [C] ride away.
_ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Mamas, _ don't let your babies grow up to be [F] _ cowboys.
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ Don't let [G] them pick guitars and drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors and lawyers and [C] such. _ _ _ _
Mamas, _ don't let your _ babies grow up to be [F] _ cowboys. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ They'll [G] never stay home and they're always alone.
_ Even with someone [C] they love. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ A cowboy loves smoky old pool rooms and clear mountain [F] mornings. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] Little warm [G] puppies and children and girls of [C] the night. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Them that don't know him won't like him
and them that [F] do sometime won't [C] know how [F] to take him.
_ He [G] ain't wrong, he's [D] just different [G] and his pride won't let him do things
to make him think [C] he's right. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [F] be _ cowboys. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] Don't let them pick [D]
guitars and [G] drive them old trucks.
Make them be doctors and lawyers and [C] such. _ _ _ _ _
Mamas, don't let your babies

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