Chords for Don't Take Your Guns to Town

[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ A young cowboy named Billy [F] Joe grew restless [Bb] on the farm,
A boy filled with [F] wonderlust who really meant [Bb] no harm.
[Eb] He changed his clothes and shined his boots and combed his dark hair down,
[Bb] And his mother cried as he walked out,
[Eb] Don't take your [Bb] guns to town, [Eb] son, leave your guns [Bb] at home, Bill,
[Eb] Don't take your [Bb] guns to town. _
_ _ _ _ He laughed and kissed his mom and said,
[F] You're Billy [Bb] Joe's the man,
I can shoot as quick and straight [F] as [Bb] anybody can,
[F] [Eb] But I wouldn't shoot without a cause, I'd gun nobody down.
But [Bb] she cried again as he rolled away,
_ _ [Eb] Don't take your guns [Bb] to town, [Eb] son, leave your [Bb] guns at home, Bill,
[Eb] Don't take your [Bb] guns to town. _ _ _ _ _
He sang a song of his own, he rode [F] his guns hung at [Bb] his hips,
He rode into a cattle town, [F] a smile upon [Bb] his lips,
[Eb] He stopped and walked into a bar and laid his money down,
[Bb] But his mother's words echoed again, _
[Eb] Don't take your [Bb] guns to town, [Eb] son, leave your [Bb] guns at home, Bill,
[Eb] Don't take your [Bb] guns to town. _
_ _ _ _ He drank his first strong liquor [F] then to calm his [Bb] shaking hand,
And tried to tell himself [F] at last he had become [Bb] a man,
[Eb] A dusty cowpoke at his side began to laugh him down,
[Bb] And he heard again his mother's words,
_ [Eb] Don't take your guns [Bb] to town, son, [Eb] leave your [Bb] guns at home, Bill,
_ [Eb]
Don't take your [Bb] guns to town. _ _ _ _
_ _ Bill with rage then Billy Joe [F] reached for his [Bb] gun to draw,
But the stranger drew his gun and [F] fired it before he [Bb] even saw,
[Eb] As Billy Joe fell to the floor the crowd all gathered round,
[Bb] And wondered at his final words, _
[Eb] Don't take your guns to [Bb] town, son, [Eb] leave your [Bb] guns at home, Bill,
[Eb] Don't take your [Bb] guns to [F] town.
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