Karaoké The Ballad of Boot Hill Johnny Cash

Here lies less more four slugs from a forty-four

No less 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 hangin'

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 lookin' down on their graves

There lies Billy Clanton

Never wanted to kill

But he's there with the guilty way up on Boot Hill