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[Intro]A A[Estrofe]A E AA young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm,E Aa boy filled with wanderlust, who really meant no harm.DHe changed his clothes and shined his boots and combed his dark hair down.AAnd his mother cried as he walked out,[Refrão]D A"Don't take your guns to town, son.D ALeave your guns at home, Bill.D ADon't take your guns to town."[Estrofe]A E AHe laughed and kissed his mom and said, "your Billy Joe's a man.E AI can shoot as quick and straight as anybody canDBut I wouldn't shoot without a cause, I'd gun nobody down."ABut she cried again as he rode away,[Refrão]D A"Don't take your guns to town, son.D ALeave your guns at home, Bill.D ADon't take your guns to town."[Estrofe]A E AHe sang as on he rode, his guns hung at his hips.E AHe rode into a cattle town, a smile upon his lips.DHe stopped and walked into a bar and laid his money down.ABut his mother's words echoed again:[Refrão]D A"Don't take your guns to town, son.D ALeave your guns at home, Bill.D ADon't take your guns to town."[Estrofe]A E AHe drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hand,E Aand tried to tell himself at last he had become a man.DA dusty cowpoke at his side began to laugh him down.AAnd he heard again his mother's words:[Refrão]D A"Don't take your guns to town, son.D ALeave your guns at home, Bill.D ADon't take your guns to town."[Estrofe]A E AFilled with rage the Billy Joe reached for his gun to DrawE Abut the stranger drew his gun and fired before he even saw.DAs Billy Joe fell to the floor the crowd all gathered 'roundAand wondered at his final words:[Refrão]D A"Don't take your guns to town, son.D ALeave your guns at home, Bill.D ADon't take your guns to town."