Chords for Waylon Jennings - Mama's Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys
Tempo:
92.95 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 [G] hard to hold.
[A] They'd rather give you a song than [D] diamonds or gold.
Lone star belt buckles and old faded Levi's,
[G] 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 and drive them home.
Let them be doctors and [D] lawyers and such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [G] cowboys.
They [A] never stay home and they're always alone.
Even with [D] someone 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.
[B] He 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 [A] be cowboys.
[B] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them home.
Let them be doctors and [E] lawyers and such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [A] be cowboys.
They [B] never stay home and they're always alone.
Even with [E] someone they love.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
[A] [B]
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're [G] hard to hold.
[A] They'd rather give you a song than [D] diamonds or gold.
Lone star belt buckles and old faded Levi's,
[G] 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 and drive them home.
Let them be doctors and [D] lawyers and such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [G] cowboys.
They [A] never stay home and they're always alone.
Even with [D] someone 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.
[B] He 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 [A] be cowboys.
[B] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them home.
Let them be doctors and [E] lawyers and such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [A] be cowboys.
They [B] never stay home and they're always alone.
Even with [E] someone they love.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
[A] [B]
Key:
A
D
E
B
G
A
D
E
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're [G] hard to hold. _ _ _ _
[A] They'd rather give you a song than [D] diamonds or gold. _ _ _ _
Lone star belt buckles and old faded Levi's,
[G] 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 and drive them home.
Let them be doctors and [D] lawyers and such. _
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [G] cowboys.
_ _ They [A] never stay home and they're always alone.
Even with [D] someone 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.
[B] He 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 [A] be cowboys.
_ _ _ [B] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them home.
Let them be doctors and [E] lawyers and such. _ _
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [A] be cowboys.
_ _ They [B] never stay home and they're always alone.
Even with [E] someone they love. _ _
_ _ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're [G] hard to hold. _ _ _ _
[A] They'd rather give you a song than [D] diamonds or gold. _ _ _ _
Lone star belt buckles and old faded Levi's,
[G] 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 and drive them home.
Let them be doctors and [D] lawyers and such. _
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be [G] cowboys.
_ _ They [A] never stay home and they're always alone.
Even with [D] someone 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.
[B] He 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 [A] be cowboys.
_ _ _ [B] Don't let them pick guitars and drive them home.
Let them be doctors and [E] lawyers and such. _ _
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to [A] be cowboys.
_ _ They [B] never stay home and they're always alone.
Even with [E] someone they love. _ _
_ _ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
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