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Don't Take Your Guns To Town

No tome sus armas para el pueblo

A young boy named Billy Joe, restless on the farm A young boy named Billy Joe, restless on the farm Un muchacho joven nombrado a Billy Joe, inquieto en la granja A boy filled with wanderlust, who never really meant no harm A boy filled with wanderlust, who never really meant no harm Un muchacho llenó de la pasión por los viajes que nunca realmente no significó el daño He changed his clothes and he shined his boots He changed his clothes and he shined his boots Él cambió su ropa y él trepa sus botas And he combed his dark hair down And he combed his dark hair down Y él se peinó su pelo oscuro abajo But his mama cried as he walked out: But his mama cried as he walked out: Pero su mamá lloró cuando él salió: 'Don't take your guns to town 'Don't take your guns to town 'No tome sus armas al pueblo Don't take your guns to town Don't take your guns to town No tome sus armas al pueblo Don't take your guns... to town' Don't take your guns... to town' No tome sus armas... al pueblo' He laughed and kissed his mom and said 'Your Billy Joe he's the man He laughed and kissed his mom and said 'Your Billy Joe he's the man Él se rió y besó a su mamá y dijo 'Su Billy Joe él es el hombre I can shoot as quick, I can shoot as straight, as anybody, can I can shoot as quick, I can shoot as straight, as anybody, can Yo puedo disparar como rápido, yo puedo disparar como recto, como alguien, lata But I wouldn't shoot, without a cause, or gun nobody down' But I wouldn't shoot, without a cause, or gun nobody down' Pero yo no dispararía, sin una causa, o arma nadie abajo' But she cried again as he rode away: But she cried again as he rode away: Pero ella lloró de nuevo cuando él se fue: 'Don't take your guns to town 'Don't take your guns to town 'No tome sus armas al pueblo Son, leave your guns at home Son, leave your guns at home El hijo, deje sus armas en casa Don't take your guns to town' Don't take your guns to town' No tome sus armas al pueblo' Well he drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hands Well he drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hands Bien él bebió su primer licor fuerte entonces para calmar sus manos del temblor And he tried, he tried to tell himself at last he had become a man And he tried, he tried to tell himself at last he had become a man Y él intentó, él intentó decirse por fin él se había vuelto un hombre But a dusty cowpoke stood at his side, began to laugh him down But a dusty cowpoke stood at his side, began to laugh him down Pero un golpe de la vaca polvoriento estaba de pie a su lado, empezó a reírse él abajo And he heard again his mother's words: And he heard again his mother's words: Y él oyó las palabras de su madre de nuevo: 'Don't take your guns to town 'Don't take your guns to town 'No tome sus armas al pueblo Son, leave your guns at home Son, leave your guns at home El hijo, deje sus armas en casa Don't take your guns...' Don't take your guns...' No tome sus armas... ' Don't take your guns.... Don't take your guns.... No tome sus armas.... Don't take your guns to town Don't take your guns to town No tome sus armas al pueblo Don't take your guns.... Don't take your guns.... No tome sus armas.... Don't take your guns to town Don't take your guns to town No tome sus armas al pueblo Filled with rage then Billy Joe reached for his gun to draw Filled with rage then Billy Joe reached for his gun to draw Llenado entonces de rabia que Billy Joe alcanzó para su arma para dibujar But the stranger drew his gun and fired before he even saw But the stranger drew his gun and fired before he even saw Pero el extraño sacó su arma y disparó antes de que él incluso vio As Billy Joe fell to the floor the crowd all gathered around As Billy Joe fell to the floor the crowd all gathered around Cuando Billy Joe se cayó al suelo la muchedumbre todos se congregaron And wondered at his final words: And wondered at his final words: Y se preguntó a sus palabras finales: 'Don't take your guns to town 'Don't take your guns to town 'No tome sus armas al pueblo Son, leave your guns at home Son, leave your guns at home El hijo, deje sus armas en casa Don't take your guns to town' Don't take your guns to town' No tome sus armas al pueblo'

Composição: Johny cash





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