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Billy 4

Bob Dylan
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
There's  guns across the river about  to pound  you
There's  a lawman on your trail like  to surround  you
Bounty  hunters are dancing all around  you
Billy,  they don't like you to be so free.
 Camping out all night on the veranda
 Walking in the streets down by the hacienda
 Up to Boot Hill the like to send you
 Billy, don't you turn your back on me.
 There's mills inside the minds of crazy faces
 Bullet holes and rifles in their cases
 There is always one more notch in four more aces
 Billy, and you're playing all alone.
 Playing around with some sweet signorita
 Into her dark chamber she will greet you
 In the shadows of the maizes she will lead you
 Billy, and you're going all alone.
 They say that Pat Garrett's got your number
 So sleep with one eye open, when you wander
 Every little sound just might be thunder
 Thunder from the barrel of his gun.
 There's always another stranger sneaking glances
 Some trigger-happy fool willing to take chances
 Some old whore from San Pedro'll make advances
 Advances on your spirit and your soul.
 The businessmen from Taos want you to go down
 So they've hired mister Garrett, he'll force you to slow down
 Billy, don't let it make you feel so low down
 To be hunted by the man who was your friend.
 So hang on to your woman, if you got one
 Remember in El Paso once you shot one
 I'll be in Santa Fe about one
 Billy, you've been running for so long.
 Gypsy queens will play your grand finale
 Way down in some Tularosa alley
 Maybe in La Rio Pecas valley
 Billy, you're so far away from home
 Billy, you're so far away from home

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Readable chord sheet for Billy 4 by Bob Dylan

[A]There's guns across the river ab[D]out to pound[A] you
[A]There's a lawman on your trail li[D]ke to surroun[A]d you
[D]Bounty hunters are dancing all around[A] you
[E]Billy, they don't like you to be so fr[A]ee.

Camping out all night on the veranda
Walking in the streets down by the hacienda
Up to Boot Hill the like to send you
Billy, don't you turn your back on me.

There's mills inside the minds of crazy faces
Bullet holes and rifles in their cases
There is always one more notch in four more aces
Billy, and you're playing all alone.

Playing around with some sweet signorita
Into her dark chamber she will greet you
In the shadows of the maizes she will lead you
Billy, and you're going all alone.

They say that Pat Garrett's got your number
So sleep with one eye open, when you wander
Every little sound just might be thunder
Thunder from the barrel of his gun.

There's always another stranger sneaking glances
Some trigger-happy fool willing to take chances
Some old whore from San Pedro'll make advances
Advances on your spirit and your soul.

The businessmen from Taos want you to go down
So they've hired mister Garrett, he'll force you to slow down
Billy, don't let it make you feel so low down
To be hunted by the man who was your friend.

So hang on to your woman, if you got one
Remember in El Paso once you shot one
I'll be in Santa Fe about one
Billy, you've been running for so long.

Gypsy queens will play your grand finale
Way down in some Tularosa alley
Maybe in La Rio Pecas valley
Billy, you're so far away from home
Billy, you're so far away from home

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