the ballad of boot hill

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Here lies Les Moore
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Four slugs from a forty-four
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No Les no more
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Out in Arizona, just south of Tucson
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Where tumbleweeds tumble in search of a home
There's a town they call Tombstone
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Where the brave never cry
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They live by a six-gun, by a six-gun they die
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It's been a long time now since the town was a boon
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The jailhouse is empty, so's the Palace Saloon
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Just one look will tell you that this town was real
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A secluded old dirt road leads up to Boot Hill
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Walk up to the fence there and look at the view
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That's where they were hangin', eighteen-eighty-two
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It's easy to see where the brave men died
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Rope marks on the old tree are now petrified
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At night, when the moon shines so far away
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It gets mighty lonesome, lookin' down on their graves
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There lies Billy Klen; never wanted to kill
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But he's there with the guilty, way up on Boot Hill