Don't Take Your Guns to Town" A 1958 song by Johnny Cash I remember the first time I heard this song. I was driving home from work. When the song was over, I couldn't concentrate on the other songs that were playing on the radio. The words, "Don't Take Your Guns to Town" kept going over and over in my head. Now, years later, as I recall the song, "Don't Take Your Guns to Town" I was inspired to write this story.
Justifiable homicide. That's what they called it. Therefore, I only had to serve twenty years instead of the mandatory life sentence, for murder. The judge said I could have been hanged. I got out in seventeen years for good behavior. Now here I am on my way home, wondering if I still have a home, still have a wife. Do I still have a son? Did she wait, like she said she would in the few letters that I received? I wouldn't blame her if she didn't. Seventeen years is a long time to wait for a passionate woman like her.
The story of an Ex-Gunfighter just released after seventeen years in prison on his way home. The thoughts and memories that go through his head while traveling toward his home.