A# F A# A young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm, F A# a boy filled with wanderlust, 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, Chorus: D# A# "Don't take your guns to town, son. D# A# Leave your guns at home, Bill. D# A# Don't take your guns to town." He laughed and kissed his mom And said your Billy Joe's a man I can shoot as quick and straight as anybody can But I wouldn't shoot without a cause I'd gun nobody down But she cried again as he rode away Chorus 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 Chorus He drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hand And tried to tell himself atlast he had become a man A dusty cowpoke at his side began t o laugh him down And he heard again his mothers words Chorus Filled with rage then 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 around And wondered at his final words Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA A# D# F |