Mamas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys - Gibson/Miller Band

Don't drive your truck off Riverside Drive Or think the Lord turns a blind eye Don't pour your heart out on a page Or try and laugh the pain away Don't burn a bridge that you can't fix Don't hold those aces up your sleeve I know a thing or two, take it from me You got the whole world in front of you You can do anything that you wanna do Ain't a damn thing, son, that you've gotta prove You can be whatever you wanna be Just don't grow up to be like me Don't blink, 'cause you'll be thirty-five And cuss the years that just flew by Don't try and change the unchanged past 'Cause I promise you won't get it back No, you'll never get 'em back You got the whole world in front of you You can do anything that you wanna do Ain't a damn thing, son, that you've gotta prove You can be whatever you wanna be Just don't grow up to be like me I ain't saying don't live life like your old man Just know that I learned the hard way so you don't have to You got the whole world in front of you You can do anything that you wanna do Ain't a damn thing, son, that you've gotta prove You can be whatever you wanna be Just don't grow up to be like me You can be whatever you want to be