Il testo della Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys

Mamma's 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
Mamma's 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
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold
Lone star belt buckles and old faded levi's and each night
Begins a new day

If you don't understand him and he don't die young
He'll probably just ride away
Mamma's 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
Mamma's 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
Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night
Them that don't know him won'