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