Jon Foreman

Just Rob Me

Jon Foreman


Tom: B

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

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


Chorus:

F#
Just rob me!
B
Just rob me!
B                                       F#
A pretty face like yours don't 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                                 E
I see the girl again a few months 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#           B
But dearie your just no good as a thief"

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

-Repeat Chorus-


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


Verse 3:

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