Mamas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys (妈妈们，不要让你们的孩子成为牛仔) - Kid Drew and the Kids

Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold

They'd rather give you a song then diamonds or gold

Lonestar belt buckles

And old faded Levi's each night begins a new day

And if you don't understand him and he don't die young

He'll probly just ride away

Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys

Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks

Make them be doctors and lawyers and such

Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys

They'll never stay home and they're always alone

Even with someone they love

Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms

And clear mountian moringin's

Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night

And them that don't know him won't like him

And them that do sometimes

Won'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

Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys

Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks

Make them be doctors and lawyers and such

Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys

They'll never stay home and they're always alone

Even with someone they love

Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys

Don't let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks

Make them be doctors and lawyers and such