When I woke up this morning
I found myself alone
I turned to touch her hair
But she was gone, she was gone
And there beside my pillow
Were her tears from the night before
She said: "Give up your guns and face the law"
I robbed a bank in Tampa
And I thought I had it made
But the hounds picked up my trail within the glades
So I ran
And I stumbled on this cabin
And she came to me once more
She said: "Give up your guns and face the law"
I don't wanna leave her
I don't wanna die
Deep within a cold, cold grave
With no-one 'round to cry
But I've got my pistol
Now it's time to choose
Shooting here or hanging there
And either way I lose
And now I'm in this cabin
Where my own true love should be
Instead there lies a note she wrote to me
And it says:
"No, you can't live by the bullet
But you sure as d**h can die
My love, give up your guns or say goodbye, goodbye"
And the sheriff now is calling
With his shotgun at my door:
"Son, give up your guns and face the law"