Give up your guns - The Bouys

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When [Am]I woke up this [Em]morning I [Am]found myself [Em]alone
I [F]turned to touch her [G]hair but she was [Am]gone, she was [G]gone
And [Em]there beside my [Am]pillow were her [Em]tears from the night [Am]before
she [F]said give up your [G]guns and face the [Am]law

I robbed a bank in [Em] Tampa and I [Am]thought I had it [Em]made
but the [F]hounds picked up my [G]trails within the [Am]glades so I [G]ran
And I [Em]stumbled in this [Am]cabin and she [Em]came to me once [Am]more
she [F]said give up your [G]guns and face the [Am]law

[Am]I don't [G] wanna [C]leave her
[Bb]I don't wanna [Am]die
[Bb]deep within a [Am]cold cold rain
with [Dm]nowhere left to [E]hide
[Am]but I [G]got my [C]pistol
[Bb] now it's time to [Am]choose
[Bb]shootin' here or [Am]hanging there
in [Dm]either way I'll [E]loose

And [Am]now I'm in this [Em]cafe
where my [Am]own true love should [Em]be
I [F]stare at the lines'n [G]notes she wrote to [Am]me
and it says[G]
no you [Em]can't live by the [Am]bullet
she [Em]wrote to me she'll [Am]die
my [F]love give up your [G]guns and say good[Am]bye... good[G]bye

And the [Em]sheriff now is [Am]calling
with a [Em]shotgun at my [Am]door
s[F]on... give up your [G]guns 'n face the [Am]law [Em]