Hợp âm Mamas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys

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[Verse 1]
[D]Now boys ain't easy to love
and they're harder to [G]hold
They'd [A]rather give you a song
than diamonds and [D]gold
Lone star belt buckles, no faded Levi's
Each [G]night begins a new day
If you [A]don't understand him
and he don't die young
He'll probably just ride on [D]away
So mama, don't let your baby
grow up to be a [G]cowboy
Don't [A]let him pick guitars
and drive them old trucks
Let him be doctors and
lawyers and [D]such
Mamas don't let your babies
grow up to be [G]cowboys
They'll [A]never stay home
and they'll always be alone
Even with someone they [D]love
Cow[E]boys like smoky old pool rooms
and clear mountain morn[A]ings
[B]Little warm puppies and children
and girls of the [E]night
Them that don't know
him won't like him
Them that do [A]sometimes won't
know how to take him
He ain't [B]wrong, he's just different
But his pride won't let him
Do things to make you think he's [E]right
So mamas don't let your babies
grow up to be [A]cowboys
Don't [B]let them pick guitars
and drive them old trucks
Let them be doctors and
lawyers and [E]such
Mamas don't let your babies
grow up to be [A]cowboys
They'll [B]never stay home,
they'll always be alone
Even with someone they [E]love

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