[Verse 1]

D                                                
MAGAs ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
A7                                              D
They'd rather give you a lie than diamonds or gold
D                                              G
Bibles, belt buckles and old faded Levi's and each night begins a new day
         A7
If you don't understand him and he don't die young
                         D
He'll probably just fade away


[Chorus]

D                                          G
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be MAGAs
      A7
Don't let 'em pick bad fights and shoot them old guns
                                  D
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
D                                          G
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be MAGAs
       A7
They'll never stay home and they're always alone
                      D
Even with someone they love


[Verse 2] (A tone higher)

E                                                    A
MAGAs like ol' Donald Trump and white Christian mornings
B7                                                    E
Little warm puppies, and children, and girls of the night
E                                                       A
Them that don't know him won't like him and them that do sometimes won't know how to take him
         B7
He ain't wrong, he's just different but his pride won't let him
                                     E
Do the things to make you think he's right


[Chorus]

D                                          G
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be MAGAs
      A7
Don't let 'em pick bad fights and shoot them old guns
                                  D
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
D                                          G
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be MAGAs
       A7
They'll never stay home and they're always alone
                      D
Even with someone they love

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