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