Don't Take Your Gun to School   
A parody of “Don't Take Your Guns To Town” © Johnny R. Cash

A country boy named Billy Joe
Grew restless on the farm.
A good boy filled with bad ideas
Who really meant no harm.
He wrote to all his Facebook friends
And set off on his mule
His mother cried as he rode out
        "Don't take your gun to school, son
        Leave your gun at home, Bill
        Don't take your gun to school.”

He checked his mail as on he rode
His gun hung by his side.
He walked into the classroom
With his blue eyes full of pride.
He strode up to the teacher
Who’d said he was a fool
He clean forgot his mother's words
        "Don't take your gun to school, son
        Leave your gun at home, Bill
        Don't take your gun to school.”

And in his rage young Billy Joe
Reached for his gun to draw.
Ms. Martin drew her gun and fired
Before he even saw.
As Billy Joe fell to the floor
The students played it cool.
They all ignored his final words
        "Don't take your gun to school, son
        Leave your gun at home, Bill
        Don't take your gun to school.”

And now though fifty years have passed
The laws have not been changed
A boy can get a gun though he’s
Unstable or deranged.
He's still too young to know a gun
Can’t make a jerk seem cool.
“I told you so,” his Mama said,
        "Don't take your gun to school, son
        Leave your gun at home, Bill
        Don't take your gun to school.”