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Faron Young - Don't Take Your Guns to Town lyrics
(Johnny Cash) A young cowboy named Billy Joe Grew restless on the farm A boy filled with wanderlust Who really meant no harm. He changed his clothes and shined his boots And combed his dark hair down And his mother cried as he walked out Don't take your guns to town, son. Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town. He laughed and kissed his mom And said your Billy Joe's a man And I can shoot as quick and straight As anybody can. But I wouldn't shoot without a cause I'd gun nobody down But she cried again as he rode away Don't take your guns to town, son. Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town. He sang a song as on he rode His guns hung at his hips He rode into a cattle town A smile upon his lips. He stopped and walked into a bar And laid his money down But his mother's words echoed again Don't take your guns to townm son. Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town. He drank his first strong liquor Then to calm his shaking hand And he tried to tell himself at last He'd become a man. A dust cowpoke at his side Began to laugh him down And he heard again his mother's words Don't take your guns to town, son. Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town. Bill was raged and Billy Joe reached For his gun to draw But the stranger drew his gun and fired Before he even saw. As Billy Joe fell to the floor The crowd all gathered round And wondered at his final words Don't take your guns to town, son. Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town... |
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