Текст песни Don't Take Your Guns to Town - Faron Young

(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...