Don't Take Your Guns to Town
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
Well, 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
Well, 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 town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town
Well, he drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hand
And he tried to tell himself at last he had to become a man
A dusty cow poke 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
But filled with rage then, Billy Joe reached for his gun to drawl
But the stranger drew and fired his gun 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
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
Well, 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
Well, 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 town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town
Well, he drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hand
And he tried to tell himself at last he had to become a man
A dusty cow poke 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
But filled with rage then, Billy Joe reached for his gun to drawl
But the stranger drew and fired his gun 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
Credits
Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash
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