Mamas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to be Cowboys

[Verse 1: Shooter Jennings & Lukas Nelson]
Cowboys ain't easy to love
And they're harder to hold
And they'd rather give you a song
Than diamonds or gold
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levis
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

[Chorus: Shooter Jennings & Lukas Nelson]
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks
Let '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

[Verse 2: Lukas Nelson & Lukas Nelson & Shooter Jennings ]
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't like him and them that do
Sometimes you don't know how to take him
He ain't wrong, he's just different
But his pride won't let him
Do things to make you think he's right

[Chorus: Shooter Jennings & Lukas Nelson]
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks
Let '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