In Tombstone town where the sun beats down
A legend was born with a troubled crown
Doc Holliday a gambler and a gun
With a heart of fire and a soul that was spun
Doc Holliday a name whispered low
A shadow of death where the tumbleweeds blow
With a Colt in his hand he stood tall and bold
A legend in the West a story to be told
From the dusty streets to the saloon's dim light
He walked the line between wrong and right
A cough of blood a shadow of pain
But his spirit burned on like a desert rain.
Doc Holliday a name whispered low
A shadow of death where the tumbleweeds blow
With a Colt in his hand he stood tall and bold
A legend in the West a story to be told
The gunfight at the O.K. Corral
A clash of steel where heroes would fall.
Wyatt Earp at his side a brotherhood strong
Against the Clantons where justice belonged
Doc Holliday a name whispered low
A shadow of death where the tumbleweeds blow
With a Colt in his hand he stood tall and bold
A legend in the West a story to be told
In the annals of the West his name will remain
Doc Holliday the gunslinger with a heart full of pain
A life cut short but a legend that thrives,
The ballad of Doc Holliday forever survives
