A young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm
A boy filled with wonderlust 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 outMladý kovboj jménem Billy Joe vyrostl neklidně na farmě, chlapec plný zvědavosti který by si mohl ublížit
Převlíkl si šaty a vyleštil si boty, a sčesal si černé vlasy
A jeho matka plakala když odcházel
A boy filled with wonderlust 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 outMladý kovboj jménem Billy Joe vyrostl neklidně na farmě, chlapec plný zvědavosti který by si mohl ublížit
Převlíkl si šaty a vyleštil si boty, a sčesal si černé vlasy
A jeho matka plakala když odcházel
Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town Neber si pistole do města synu, nech své zbraně doma Bille, neber si pistole do města
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town Neber si pistole do města synu, nech své zbraně doma Bille, neber si pistole do města
He laughed and kissed his mom
And said your Billy Joe's a man
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 Smál se, a políbil svou matku a řekl
"Tvůj Billy Joe je chlap, umím střílet tak rychle, jak to nikdo nedokáže, ale nemůžu střílet bez důvodu, ale nikoho nezastřelím"
Ale ona stále plakala když odjížděl
And said your Billy Joe's a man
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 Smál se, a políbil svou matku a řekl
"Tvůj Billy Joe je chlap, umím střílet tak rychle, jak to nikdo nedokáže, ale nemůžu střílet bez důvodu, ale nikoho nezastřelím"
Ale ona stále plakala když odjížděl
Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town Neber si pistole do města synu, nech své zbraně doma Bille, neber si pistole do města
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town Neber si pistole do města synu, nech své zbraně doma Bille, neber si pistole do města
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 Zpíval si píseň po cestě
Jeho pistole mu viseli u boků
On dojel na ranč s úsměvem na tváři
Zastavil se a vkročil do baru
A nechal tam trochu peněz
Ale slova jeho matky se ozývala znovu
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 Zpíval si píseň po cestě
Jeho pistole mu viseli u boků
On dojel na ranč s úsměvem na tváři
Zastavil se a vkročil do baru
A nechal tam trochu peněz
Ale slova jeho matky se ozývala znovu
Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town Neber si pistole do města synu, nech své zbraně doma Bille, neber si pistole do města
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town Neber si pistole do města synu, nech své zbraně doma Bille, neber si pistole do města
He drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hand
And tried to tell himself he had become a man
A dusty cowpoke at his side began to laugh him down
And he heard again his mothers words Vypil svůj první silný likér a jeho třesoucí ruce se uklidnili, snažil se se přesvědčit že už je z něj muž
Špinavý kovboj vedle něj se mu začal posmívat
A on slyšel opět slova své matky
And tried to tell himself he had become a man
A dusty cowpoke at his side began to laugh him down
And he heard again his mothers words Vypil svůj první silný likér a jeho třesoucí ruce se uklidnili, snažil se se přesvědčit že už je z něj muž
Špinavý kovboj vedle něj se mu začal posmívat
A on slyšel opět slova své matky
Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town Neber si pistole do města synu, nech své zbraně doma Bille, neber si pistole do města
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town Neber si pistole do města synu, nech své zbraně doma Bille, neber si pistole do města
Filled with rage then
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 Plný vzteku Billy Joe sáhl pro svou pistoli
Ale cizinec vytáhl pistoli a střelil
Dřív než si toho vůbec všiml
A Billy Joe spadl na zem a dav se okolo něj shromáždil
A on se divil svým posledním slovům
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 Plný vzteku Billy Joe sáhl pro svou pistoli
Ale cizinec vytáhl pistoli a střelil
Dřív než si toho vůbec všiml
A Billy Joe spadl na zem a dav se okolo něj shromáždil
A on se divil svým posledním slovům
Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town Neber si pistole do města synu, nech své zbraně doma Bille, neber si pistole do města
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town Neber si pistole do města synu, nech své zbraně doma Bille, neber si pistole do města
The Fabulous Johnny Cash
- The Troubadour
- That's Enough
- I Still Miss Someone
- Don't Take Your Guns to T..
- I'd Rather Die Young
- Pickin' Time
- I'll Remeber You
- Run Softly Blue River
- Frankie's Man Johnny
- Thats All Over
- One More Ride
- Walkin' the Blues
- Fools Hall of Fame
- Mama's Baby
- Suppertime
- Shepherd of My Heart
- Cold Shoulder
- Oh, What a Dream
Johnny Cash texty
- 1. Hurt
- 2. I Walk the Line
- 3. Ring Of Fire
- 4. You are my Sunshine
- 5. Folsom Prison Blues
- 6. God Is Gonna Cut You Down
- 7. Solitary Man
- 8. Cocaine blues
- 9. Wayfaring Stranger
- 10. The man comes around