This is to the tune of Waylon & Willie's country music classic "Mommas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys" ... it probably could have been better, but I didn't have too much time to perfect it.
Momma's Don't Let Your Babies Root for the Cowboys
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to trust.
You pick ‘em to win the division and then they’ll go bust.
Lonestar on their helmets and overrated QBs,
And each night you curse Romo’s name.
If you always root for them, and you don't die young,
You’ll prob'ly switch to the Saints.
Mamas, don't let your babies root for the Cowboys.
Don't let 'em bet on ‘em because they all suck.
Let 'em root for the Packers and Niners and Broncs.
Mamas don't let your babies root for the Cowboys.
'Cos they'll never win games and they don’t have brains.
Even they don’t give a fuck.
Cowboys like throwing interceptions and giving up touchdowns,
Icing their own kickers and losing to teams that play right.
Them that don't know them won't like them and them that do,
Sometimes will wish that they didn’t
They’re just wrong, and indifferent but their pride won't let them,
Do things to win the game tonight.
Mamas, don't let your babies root for the Cowboys.
Don't let 'em bet on ‘em because they all suck.
Make 'em root for the Texans and Dolphins and Buccs.
Mamas don't let your babies root for the Cowboys.
'Cos they'll never win games and they don’t have brains.
Even they don’t give a fuck.
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