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Karaokê Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys - Willie Nelson & Waylon Jennings

Esta música é uma versão de Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys, popularizada por Willie Nelson
duo com Waylon Jennings

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Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 63 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Ré, Mi

Duração: 02:37 - Visualizar: 01:40

Ano de lançamento: 1978
Estilos: Country, Em inglês
Compositor: Patsy Bruce
Autor Original: Ed Bruce

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Letra Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys

Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold
Lonestar 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
Mamas don't let your babies
Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys grow up to be cowboys
Don't let them pick guitars
Don't let them pick guitars or drive them old trucks or drive them old trucks
Let them be doctors
Let them be doctors and lawyers and such and lawyers and such
Mamas don't let your babies
Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys grow up to be cowboys
'Cos they'll never stay home
'Cos they'll never stay home and they're always alone and they're always alone
Even with someone they love
Even with someone they love
Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms
And clear mountain mornings
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night
Them that don't know
Them that don't know him won't like him him won't like him
And them that do sometimes
And them that do sometimes won't know how to take him won't know how to take him
He ain't wrong he's just different
He ain't wrong he's just different but his pride won't let him but his pride won't let him
Do things to make
Do things to make you think he's right you think he's right
Mamas don't let your babies
Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys grow up to be cowboys
Don't let them pick guitars
Don't let them pick guitars or drive them old trucks or drive them old trucks
Let them be doctors
Let them be doctors and lawyers and such and lawyers and such
Mamas don't let your babies
Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys grow up to be cowboys
'Cos they'll never stay home
'Cos they'll never stay home and they're always alone and they're always alone
Even with someone they love
Even with someone they love
Mamas don't let your babies
Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys grow up to be cowboys
Don't let them pick guitars
Don't let them pick guitars or drive them old trucks or drive them old trucks
Let them be doctors
Let them be doctors and lawyers and such and lawyers and such

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