BALLAD OF BOOT HILL
Words and music by Carl Perkins
© '59 Hill & Range Songs
As recorded by Johnny Cash on "Johnny Cash Sings the Ballads of the True West" (1965)

(Spoken:) Here lies Les Moore.
Four slugs from a .44
No Les no more.

1. 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.

2. 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.

3. Walk up to the fence there and look at the view.
That's where they were hanged, eighteen eighty-two.
It's easy to see where the brave men have died.
Rope marks on the oak tree are now petrified.

4. At night when the moon shines so far away,
It gets mighty lonesome lookin' down on their grave.
There lies Billy Clanton; never wanted to kill,
But he's there with the guilty way up on Boot Hill. (Boot Hill)