Dont Take Your Guns To Tow

	  		 C young cow-{G7} boy named C Billy Joe   
   grew G7 restless on the C farm  
A boy G7 filled with C wanderlust  
   who G7 really meant no C harm  
He F changed his C7 clothes and F shined his boots  
And combed his dark hair down  
And his C mother G7 cried as C he walked out;  
  
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Don't F Take Your Guns To C Town, son  
F Leave your guns at C home, Bill  
Don't F Take Your Guns To C Town.  
  
He sang a song as on he rode,his guns hung at his hips  
He rode into a cattle town, a smile upon his lips  
He stopped and walked into a bar and laid his money down  
But his mother's words echoed again;  
  
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He drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hand  
And tried to tell himself at last he had become a man  
A dusty cowpoke at his side began to laugh him down  
And he heard again his mother's words;  
  
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Bill was raged and Billy Joe reached for his gun to draw  
But the stranger drew his gun and fired before he even saw  
As Billy Joe fell to the floor the crowd all gathered 'round  
And wondered at his final words;  
  
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