Johnny Cash - The Ballad of Boot Hill lyrics
[Johnny Cash - The Ballad of Boot Hill lyrics]
(Spoken)
One day in 1881, the Tombstone Epitaph
A booming
Newspaper in a booming silver mining town
Screamed out the headlines about a fight
At the OK corral
Right down town the headlines
Read "Murder in
The Streets of Tombstone" Well, that
Wasn’t such hot news
But more stark and spine chilling
Than that was the sight
On the boardwalk in front of
The epitaph building neatly
Laid out in beautiful caskets
Were the bodies of
Tom McLaury, Frank McLaury, and
Young Billy Clanton
28 years old a witness at the trial later
Said that he saw Doc Holiday blast
Away with a nickel-plated pistol
And Billy Clanton screamed
"Don’t shoot me! I don‘t want to
Fight" Today there’s no more silver mining in
Tombstone, but up there on Boot Hill
You can see where the graves of
The men are the ones who
Fought over or because of that big
Silver strike that created Tombstone
(Sung) here lies Les Moore
Four slugs from a 44 no Les no more
Out in Arizona just south of Tucson
Where tumbleweeds tumble in search of a home
There's a town they call Tombstone
Where the brave never cry
They live by a sixgun by a sixgun they die
It's been a long time now since
The town was a boom
The jailhouse is empty so's
The Palace Saloon
Just one look will tell you
That this town was real
A secluded old dirt road leads
Up to Boot Hill walk up to the fence there
And look at the view
That's where they were hanging
Eighteen eighty two
It's easy to see where the
Brave men have died
Rope marks on the oak tree are now petrified
At night when the moon shines so far away
It gets mighty lonesome looking
Down on their graves
There lies Billy Clanton never wanted to kill
But he's there with the guilty
Way up on Boot Hill (Boot Hill)
One day in 1881, the Tombstone Epitaph
A booming
Newspaper in a booming silver mining town
Screamed out the headlines about a fight
At the OK corral
Right down town the headlines
Read "Murder in
The Streets of Tombstone" Well, that
Wasn’t such hot news
But more stark and spine chilling
Than that was the sight
On the boardwalk in front of
The epitaph building neatly
Laid out in beautiful caskets
Were the bodies of
Tom McLaury, Frank McLaury, and
Young Billy Clanton
28 years old a witness at the trial later
Said that he saw Doc Holiday blast
Away with a nickel-plated pistol
And Billy Clanton screamed
"Don’t shoot me! I don‘t want to
Fight" Today there’s no more silver mining in
Tombstone, but up there on Boot Hill
You can see where the graves of
The men are the ones who
Fought over or because of that big
Silver strike that created Tombstone
(Sung) here lies Les Moore
Four slugs from a 44 no Les no more
Out in Arizona just south of Tucson
Where tumbleweeds tumble in search of a home
There's a town they call Tombstone
Where the brave never cry
They live by a sixgun by a sixgun they die
It's been a long time now since
The town was a boom
The jailhouse is empty so's
The Palace Saloon
Just one look will tell you
That this town was real
A secluded old dirt road leads
Up to Boot Hill walk up to the fence there
And look at the view
That's where they were hanging
Eighteen eighty two
It's easy to see where the
Brave men have died
Rope marks on the oak tree are now petrified
At night when the moon shines so far away
It gets mighty lonesome looking
Down on their graves
There lies Billy Clanton never wanted to kill
But he's there with the guilty
Way up on Boot Hill (Boot Hill)