Steve Earle – Dont Take Your Guns To Town (Guitar)
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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
D A D Young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm, A D A good boy filled with wanderlust, He really meant no harm. G He changed his clothes and shined his boots and combed his dark hair down. D And his mother cried as he walked away,
[Chorus]
G D Don't take your guns to town, son. G D Leave your guns at home, Bill. G D Don't take your guns to town.
[Verse 2]
D A D He laughed and kissed his mom and said, your Billy Joe's a man. A D I can shoot as quick and straight as anybody can G I wouldn't shoot without a cause, I'd gun nobody down. D But she cried again as he rode away,
[Chorus]
G D Don't take your guns to town, son. G D Leave your guns at home, Bill. G D Don't take your guns to town.
[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
D A D He sang a song as on he rode, his guns hung at his hips. A D He rode into a cattle town, a smile upon his lips. G He stopped and walked into a bar and laid his money down. D But his mother's words echoed again:
[Chorus]
G D Don't take your guns to town, son. G D Leave your guns at home, Bill. G D Don't take your guns to town.
[Interlude]
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[Verse 4]
D A D He drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hand, A D and tried to tell himself at last he had become a man. G A dusty cowpoke at his side began to laugh him down. D And he heard again his mother's words:
[Chorus]
G D Don't take your guns to town, son. G D Leave your guns at home, Bill. G D Don't take your guns to town.
[Verse 5]
D A D And in his rage the Billy Joe reached for his gun to Draw A D but the stranger drew his gun and fired before he even saw. G As Billy Joe fell to the floor the crowd all gathered 'round D and wondered at his final words:
[Chorus]
G D Don't take your guns to town, son. G D Leave your guns at home, Bill. G D Don't take your guns to town.
[Interlude]
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[Verse 5]
D A D Hundred and twenty years have passed and nothin's really changed A D A young man on the city streets, he has to make his name G He's still too young to know a gun can't make a boy a man D And his mama cries as he walks out
[Chorus]
G D Don't take your guns to town, son. G D Leave your guns at home, Bill. G D Don't take your guns to town.