They said " mama's dont let your babies grow up to be cowboy 

you cant always see those " wide open spaces" from the city

cuz "where i come from" the typical cowboy is leanin on the fence

yes he smells it, the smell of the sweet summer breeze

that feeling you get after a hard days work

getting to taste mama's homemade cookin

and "when the sun goes down" he'll be leaning on the fence waiting for the cows to come in

then he takes a night out on the town

wearin wrangler jeans, not stealin dreams but wranglin hearts

cuz mama's all made their babies grow up to be cowboys