Just Rob Me chords and lyrics - FICTION FAMILY

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
I met a pretty girl the next
[G]town over
[D]Running like a river, thin [A]and long
[D]Other than her dress,
she looked mighty [G]well depressed
So I asked [D]this pretty lady [A]what was [D]wrong
She said, "all my life I tried
to be an out[G]law
[D]I've tried to spit and chew
and steal [A]and rob
[D]But I ain't no good at thievin'
So I might [G]as well be leavin'
[D]I think I'm off [A]to go and get [D]a job".
I told that pretty girl,
"don't be so fool[G]ish
[D]Don't be so quick to leave
this life [A]of crime
Now see, I'll [D]be quick to call it
You can prac[G]tice on my wallet
[D]And that way if you're [A]caught,
you won't do time".
[D]Yeah, just rob me![A]
Just [D]rob me!
A pretty face like yours don't come [A]for free
If I [D]can call you honey
Well, then you [G]can take my money
[D]Oh, darlin' [A]keep my gun and just rob me
[D]Yeah, just rob Sean Watkins
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So I saw this girl again
a few [G]months later
To see [D]her with my gun was a [A]relief
I said, [D]"honey, you got attributes
Like lace [G]and lips and high-heeled boots
boots
[Em]But dear[D]ie, you're just [A]no good
at.. as a [D]thief".
She said,
"mister, how do you know that I'm fail[G]in'?
[D]I might as well rob
twenty banks [A]today".
[D]Yeah, so I looked into her eye
And I said "dear,
[G]I'd be surprised,
You're point[D]ing that there gun
[A]the wrong [D]way".
Yeah, just [A]rob me!
Just [D]rob me!
Oh, money never did grow
[A]up on trees
"Oh, you're [D]no good at crookin'
But you're mighty [G]fine at lookin'".
Darlin',
[A]keep my gun and just [D]rob me!
[A]Oh, maybe every woman
is an [D]outlaw
[A]I'm pretty sure they're pretty
[D]thieves in black
They'll make [A]you scream like smoke!
And then they'll rob you broke!
I suppose you don't mind
being robbed like that
[D]So, my pretty thief and I started a fam[G]ily
[D]My outlaw's been givin' me in-laws
[A]Oh, Oh, she [D]kept her thievin' art
And sure as rain, [G]she stole my heart
She tells [D]me it's all for [A]a worthy [D]cause
Yeah, just [A]rob me!
Just [D]rob me!
Deep down my darlin' [A]is a thief
[D]Oh, she may do the dishes
But I pay [G]her for my kisses
I [D]know it's not malicious
[G]She's just in the thievin' business
[D]She calls herself my misses
But she's got [G]me by the britches
I say [D]honey, keep my gun [A]an d just [D]rob me!