Chords for Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow up to Be Cowboys
Tempo:
99.2 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
B
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're hard [G] to hold.
[A] They'd rather give you a song than diamonds [D] or gold.
Longstar belt buckles and old faded [G] Levi's,
And each night begins a new day.
[A] If you don't understand him, and he don't die yet,
He'll probably just ride [D] away.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [G] be cowboys.
[A] Don't let them pick guitars or drive them old.
Let them be doctors and [D] lawyers and such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [G] be cowboys.
[A] They never stay home and they're always alone,
Even with someone [D] they love.
[E] Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms and clear [A] mountain mornings.
[B] Little warm puppies and children and girls [E] of the night.
Them that don't know him won't like him,
And them [A] that do sometimes won't know how to take it.
He [B] ain't wrong, he's just different,
But his pride won't let him do things to make you think [E] he's right.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [A] cowboys.
[B] Don't let them pick guitars or drive them old.
Let them be doctors and [E] lawyers and such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [A] be cowboys.
[B] They never stay home and they're always alone,
Even with someone [E] they love.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [A] [B]
be cowboys.
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're hard [G] to hold.
[A] They'd rather give you a song than diamonds [D] or gold.
Longstar belt buckles and old faded [G] Levi's,
And each night begins a new day.
[A] If you don't understand him, and he don't die yet,
He'll probably just ride [D] away.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [G] be cowboys.
[A] Don't let them pick guitars or drive them old.
Let them be doctors and [D] lawyers and such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [G] be cowboys.
[A] They never stay home and they're always alone,
Even with someone [D] they love.
[E] Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms and clear [A] mountain mornings.
[B] Little warm puppies and children and girls [E] of the night.
Them that don't know him won't like him,
And them [A] that do sometimes won't know how to take it.
He [B] ain't wrong, he's just different,
But his pride won't let him do things to make you think [E] he's right.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [A] cowboys.
[B] Don't let them pick guitars or drive them old.
Let them be doctors and [E] lawyers and such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [A] be cowboys.
[B] They never stay home and they're always alone,
Even with someone [E] they love.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [A] [B]
be cowboys.
Key:
A
D
E
B
G
A
D
E
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're hard [G] to hold.
_ _ _ _ [A] They'd rather give you a song than diamonds [D] or gold. _ _ _
_ Longstar belt buckles and old faded [G] Levi's,
And each night begins a new day.
[A] If you don't understand him, and he don't die yet,
He'll probably just ride [D] away.
_ _ _ _ _ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [G] be cowboys. _
_ _ [A] Don't let them pick guitars or drive them old.
Let them be doctors and [D] lawyers and such.
_ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [G] be cowboys.
_ _ _ [A] They never stay home and they're always alone,
Even with someone [D] they love.
_ _ _ _ [E] Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms and clear [A] mountain mornings. _
_ _ [B] Little warm puppies and children and girls [E] of the night. _ _ _ _
Them that don't know him won't like him,
And them [A] that do sometimes won't know how to take it.
He [B] ain't wrong, he's just different,
But his pride won't let him do things to make you think [E] he's right. _
_ _ _ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [A] cowboys. _ _ _
[B] Don't let them pick guitars or drive them old.
Let them be doctors and [E] lawyers and such.
_ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [A] be cowboys. _ _
_ [B] They never stay home and they're always alone,
Even with someone [E] they love. _ _
_ _ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
be cowboys. _ _ _ _ _ _
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're hard [G] to hold.
_ _ _ _ [A] They'd rather give you a song than diamonds [D] or gold. _ _ _
_ Longstar belt buckles and old faded [G] Levi's,
And each night begins a new day.
[A] If you don't understand him, and he don't die yet,
He'll probably just ride [D] away.
_ _ _ _ _ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [G] be cowboys. _
_ _ [A] Don't let them pick guitars or drive them old.
Let them be doctors and [D] lawyers and such.
_ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [G] be cowboys.
_ _ _ [A] They never stay home and they're always alone,
Even with someone [D] they love.
_ _ _ _ [E] Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms and clear [A] mountain mornings. _
_ _ [B] Little warm puppies and children and girls [E] of the night. _ _ _ _
Them that don't know him won't like him,
And them [A] that do sometimes won't know how to take it.
He [B] ain't wrong, he's just different,
But his pride won't let him do things to make you think [E] he's right. _
_ _ _ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [A] cowboys. _ _ _
[B] Don't let them pick guitars or drive them old.
Let them be doctors and [E] lawyers and such.
_ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [A] be cowboys. _ _
_ [B] They never stay home and they're always alone,
Even with someone [E] they love. _ _
_ _ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
be cowboys. _ _ _ _ _ _
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