Trace Adkins
Mammas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys
[Verse 1]
A cowboy ain't easy to love
He's harder to hold
He'd rather give you a song
Silver or gold
Budweiser buckles and salt-faded Wranglers
And each night begins a new day
If you can't understand him and he don't die young
He'll probably just ride away

[Chorus]
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love

[Outro]
'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love