Johnny Cash - Ballad of boot hill

^GHere lies Les Moore, ^Dfour slugs from a forty-four, no Les no more. ^G

Out in Arizona, ^Emjust south of Tucson, ^G where tumbleweeds tumble in sear^Emch of a home, ^D

where the brave never cry. ^G They live by a six-gun, ^Emby a six-^Dgun they die. ^G

It's been a long time now^Em since the town was a boon. ^G The jailhouse is empty, s^Emo's the Palace Saloon. ^D Just one look will tell you that this town was real. ^G A secluded old dirt road ^Emleads up ^Dto Boot Hill. ^G

Walk up to the fence ther^Eme and look at the view; ^G That's where they were hangin', eight^Emeen-eighty-two. ^D It's easy to see where the brave men died; ^G Rope marks on the old tree are^Em now pet^Drified. ^G

At night, when the moon shines^Em so far away, ^G It gets mighty lonesome^Em, lookin' down on their graves. ^D There lies Billy Klen; never wanted to kill, ^G but he's there with the guilty, way^Em up on B^Doot Hill. ^G