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jelly roll feat. struggle jennings - cowboys lyrics

mommy’s don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys, cowboys.
don’t let em pick guitars,
and drive ole trucks let em be doctors, and lawyers an such.

mommy’s don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys, cowboys.
cuz they will never be at home,
and they will always feel alone
even if their with some body they love.
mamma raised a dreamer south side lean en
anti ox coden, fiend rolls like a phoenix.
wip an weigh-in wanza, i ended up in hand cuffs,
was no comedian when they judge told me to stand up.
man in the mirror clearly difference appearance,
experiences make it wear i fear sentences, and hearing,
but i just stay faithful; really cowboys never make it.
ashamed, we see what the game did to troy aikman, but i just kept
pray-in, cuz 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 be all they can
be as long as they choose not to be a cowboy like me!
mommy’s don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys, cowboys.
don’t let em pick guitars, and drive ole trucks, let em be doctors,
and lawyers an such.
mommy’s don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys, cowboys.
cuz they will never be at home, and they will always feel alone
even if their with some body they love.
mamma raised a rambler, on the line gambler, slick country grammar,
c-cked back hammer, hundred pounds in the camper,
few years in the slammer,
air my dirty laundry, share my life panorama.
life of a cowboy backdrop bandanna
pana panda i picked up a load from atlanta.
landed from havana from the hands of horhay,
fore play for court dates, what more can they say uh?
i’m the real story the one they tried to tell,
caught her in the wishing well, fishing for the fish scale,
residue on this scale, victory in this tale,
i throw my boat off in the water, watch the ship sell.
get mail, spend it all running from the law,
feeling alone with my loved ones cause my back against the wall.
times up blue lights, and the loud noise telling my baby mamma,
don’t let their babies grow up to be cowboys.

- jelly roll feat struggle jennings lyrics

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