About the song
The Highwaymen’ “Mamas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys” is a captivating and humorous song that has become a staple in the country music genre. Originally written by Ed and Patsy Bruce and first recorded by Ed Bruce in 1975, the song quickly gained recognition for its catchy melody and memorable lyrics. The Highwaymen’s version, however, brings a fresh and powerful interpretation to the classic.
Their rendition showcases the depth and resonance of their voices, adding a layer of richness and experience that only these country music legends can provide. The song’s narrative offers a humorous yet poignant reflection on the life of a cowboy and the challenges associated with that lifestyle. The lyrics caution mothers against encouraging their children to pursue a cowboy’s life, presenting it as a tough and demanding path. The Highwaymen’s performance captures this sentiment with a blend of wit and sincerity, making their version both entertaining and thought-provoking.
While the song did not achieve major chart success with this rendition, it remains a beloved part of The Highwaymen’s repertoire. The album The Road Goes On Forever was well-received by both critics and fans, solidifying the group’s status as one of the most influential country music supergroups.
For those who appreciate classic country music with a touch of humor and wisdom, “Mamas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys” by The Highwaymen is a must-listen. It exemplifies the group’s exceptional talent for reinterpreting timeless songs while preserving their original charm. This track continues to resonate with audiences, making it a cherished part of the country music landscape.
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Lyrics
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 levis
And each night begins a new day
If you don’t understand him, an’ he don’t die young
He’ll prob’ly just ride awayMamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don’t let ’em pick guitars or drive them old trucks
Let ’em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys
‘Cause they’ll never stay home and they’re always alone
Even with someone they loveCowboys like smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night
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 rightMamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don’t let ’em pick guitars or drive them old trucks
Let ’em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys
‘Cause they’ll never stay home and they’re always alone
Even with someone they love