Johnny Cash - The ballad of boot hill

^CHere lies Les Moore, ^Gfour slugs from a forty-four, no Les no mor^Ce.

Out in Arizona, ^Amjust south of Tucso^Cn, where tumb^Amleweeds tumble in search of a h^Gome,

where the brave ^Cnever cry. They live by a six-gun, ^Amby a six-^Ggun they die. ^C

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

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

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