Just Rob Me

    B   E   F#
E|--X---X---X---| 
B|--4---X---X---| 
G|--4---1---3---| 
D|--4---2---4---| 
A|--2---2---4---| 
E|--X---0---2---| 

Intro: B

Verse:

B                                 
I met a pretty girl the next town 
E
over
                               F#
Running like a river, thin and long
B
Other than her dress
           E
She looked mighty well depressed
     B          F#                
So I asked this little lady what 
   B
was wrong

B                                 
She said, "All my life I've tried 
         E
to be an outlaw
     B                         
I've tried to spit and chew and 
           F#
steal and rob
      B
But I ain't no good at thieven'
     E
So I might as well be leaven
  B                 F#       B
I think I'm off and go get a job"

B                                 
I told the pretty girl, "Don't be 
   E
so foolish
      B                            
Don't be so quick to leave a life 
  F#
of crime
B
See I'll be quick to call it
        E
You can practice on my wallet
    B                  F#         
And that way if you're caught you 
         B
won't do time"


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Chorus:

F#
Just rob me!
B
Just rob me!
B                                 
A pretty face like yours don't 
      F#
come for free
B
If I can call you honey
          E
Well then you can take my money
   B                F#
So darlin keep your gun
B
And just rob me

Verse 2:

B                                 
I see the girl again a few months 
E
later
   B                          F#
To see her with her gun was a relief
        B
I said, "Honey you've got attributes
     E
Like lace and lips and high heeled 
boots
    B                F#           
But dearie your just no good as a 
B
thief"

B                                 
She said, "Mister how do you know 
         E
that I'm failin'
  B                              
I might have robbed twenty banks 
F#
today"
  B
I looked into her eyes
           E
And said, "Miss, I'd be surprised,
       B                   F#     
You're pointing that there gun the
       B
 wrong way.

-Repeat Chorus-


Bridge:
F#                      B
Maybe every woman is an outlaw
    F#                        
I'm pretty sure they're pretty 
            B
thieves in black
        F#                        F#
They'll make you scream like smoke
                           F#
And then they rob you broke
                         F#   
But I suppose don't mind being 
        F#   F#
robbed like that


Verse 3:

B                                  
So my pretty thief and I started a 
E
family
        B                     
Yeah my outlaw's been given me 
 F#
inlaws
    B
She kept her thievin art
        E
Sure as rain she stole my heart
        B                   F#     
But she tells me it's for a worthy 
B
cause