Buoys - Give up your guns

When ^BmI woke up this ^F#mmorning, I ^Bmfound myself a^F#mlone I ^Gturned to touch her ^Ahair, but she was ^Bmgone, she was ^Agone And ^F#mthere beside my ^Bmpillow were her ^F#mtears from the night be^Bmfore she ^Gsaid give up your ^Aguns and face the ^Bmlaw ^{Bmsus2 Bm}

I ^Bmrobbed a bank in ^F#mTampa and I ^Bmthought I had it ^F#mmade But the ^Ghounds picked up my ^Atrail within the ^BmGlades, so I ^Aran And I ^F#mstumbled on this ^Bmcabin, and she ^F#mcame to me once ^Bmmore She ^Gsaid give up your ^Aguns and face the ^Bmlaw ^{Bmsus2 Bm}

^GI don't ^Awanna ^Dleave her, ^CI don’^Gt wann^F#ma die ^CDeep within the ^Gcold, cold grave with ^Cno one ‘round t^F#mo cry ^GBut I ^Agot my ^Dpistol, ^Cnow it’^Gs time t^F#mo choose C G C F#m // stop Shootin' here or hanging there in either way I’ll loose

And ^Bmnow I'm in this ^F#mcabin, where my ^Bmown true love should ^F#mbe In^Gstead there lies a ^Anote she wrote to ^Bmme and it ^Asays Though you ^F#mcan't live by the ^Bmbullet, but you ^F#msure instead can ^Bmdie My ^Glove give up your ^Aguns and say good ^Bmbye... good ^Abye And the ^F#msheriff now is ^Bmcalling with a ^F#mshotgun at my ^Bmdoor G // stop A // stop Bm Bm F#m Bm F#m Son... give up your gun and face the law . . . . .