
Cowboys Jelly Roll & Struggle Jennings
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[Chorus: Jelly Roll]
Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys (cowboys)
Don't let them pick guitars and drive old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys (cowboys)
'Cause they'll never be at home and they're always feel alone
Even if they're with somebody they love
[Verse 1: Jelly Roll]
Mama raised a dreamer, southside leanin'
Antioch's codeine fiend, rose like the phoenix
Whippin' way in then winds up, I ended up in hand cuffs
Was no comedian when the judge told me to stand up
Man in the mirror clearly different appearance
Experience is make it where I feel sentencin' hearin's
But I just stay faithful, real cowboys never make it
A shame, we see what the game did to Troy Aikman
But I just kept prayin', 'cause that's what the good book said
I followed in the footsteps of a man that booked beds
My daughter and my son I pray they can be all they can be
As long as they chose not to be a cowboy like me
[Chorus: Jelly Roll]
Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys (cowboys)
Don't let them pick guitars and drive old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mama's don't let you babies grow up to be cowboys (cowboys)
'Cause they'll never be at home and they're always feel alone
Even if they're with somebody they love
Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys (cowboys)
Don't let them pick guitars and drive old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys (cowboys)
'Cause they'll never be at home and they're always feel alone
Even if they're with somebody they love
[Verse 1: Jelly Roll]
Mama raised a dreamer, southside leanin'
Antioch's codeine fiend, rose like the phoenix
Whippin' way in then winds up, I ended up in hand cuffs
Was no comedian when the judge told me to stand up
Man in the mirror clearly different appearance
Experience is make it where I feel sentencin' hearin's
But I just stay faithful, real cowboys never make it
A shame, we see what the game did to Troy Aikman
But I just kept prayin', 'cause that's what the good book said
I followed in the footsteps of a man that booked beds
My daughter and my son I pray they can be all they can be
As long as they chose not to be a cowboy like me
[Chorus: Jelly Roll]
Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys (cowboys)
Don't let them pick guitars and drive old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mama's don't let you babies grow up to be cowboys (cowboys)
'Cause they'll never be at home and they're always feel alone
Even if they're with somebody they love
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