Bon Jovi - Billy Get Your Guns, аккорды песни для гитары

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I've just seen trouble: he's calling out your name tonite 
 
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Billy get your guns 
You could walk away but I know you were born to fight 
 
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So Billy get your guns 
            
The bandileros are strung out in the promenade 
 
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Billy get your guns 
And the wind whispers softly that the devilís to blame 
 
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Billy get your guns 
 
                 
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Billy get your guns, there's  trouble blowing like a hurricane 
                
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Billy get your guns, that's the price on your head 
         
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For the price of fame and it'll never change...Billy get your guns 
 
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There's a whiskey bottle empty sittin' on the bar 
 
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Billy get your guns 
                                        
And some organ grinder singing about some sucker moving on 
 
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Billy get your guns 
All the whores are hanging out waiting to get paid 
 
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Billy get your guns 
From some Johnny on the spot who said, "Aey, keep the change baby" 
 
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Billy get your guns 
(Chorus) 
      
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They christened you with whiskey 
                          
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And there's fire running through your veins 
               
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Well you're an outlaw just the same 
    
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And every night a bullet wears your name 
(Chorus) 
 
 
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I've seen hangman dancing beneath the pale moonlight 
 
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Billy get your guns 
And every stranger that you meet thinks it's his lucky night 
 
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Billy get your guns 
                                            
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I don't envy you, Billy, but I want to say you better get your guns 
                                                     
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'Cause every outlaw that's died will live to ride again  
Billy get your guns

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I've just seen trouble: he's calling out your name tonite 
 
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E
  
Billy get your guns 
You could walk away but I know you were born to fight 
 
A
                  
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So Billy get your guns 
            
The bandileros are strung out in the promenade 
 
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Billy get your guns 
And the wind whispers softly that the devilís to blame 
 
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Billy get your guns 
 
                 
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Billy get your guns, there's  trouble blowing like a hurricane 
                
B
                 
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Billy get your guns, that's the price on your head 
         
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For the price of fame and it'll never change...Billy get your guns 
 
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There's a whiskey bottle empty sittin' on the bar 
 
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Billy get your guns 
                                        
And some organ grinder singing about some sucker moving on 
 
A
               
E
  
Billy get your guns 
All the whores are hanging out waiting to get paid 
 
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E
  
Billy get your guns 
From some Johnny on the spot who said, "Aey, keep the change baby" 
 
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Billy get your guns 
(Chorus) 
      
C#m
                         
They christened you with whiskey 
                          
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And there's fire running through your veins 
               
A
                     
Well you're an outlaw just the same 
    
B
                                
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And every night a bullet wears your name 
(Chorus) 
 
 
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I've seen hangman dancing beneath the pale moonlight 
 
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Billy get your guns 
And every stranger that you meet thinks it's his lucky night 
 
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E
  
Billy get your guns 
                                            
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I don't envy you, Billy, but I want to say you better get your guns 
                                                     
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'Cause every outlaw that's died will live to ride again  
Billy get your guns