Tombstone Lyrics

High noon in the Arizona sun not

a cloud in the sky

Warm desert breezes carry sweet

smells of china berries by

The hollow sound of foot steps on these dusty old boardwalks 

Allen Street transports you to another place in time.

Chorus:

Tombstone……Where the old west comes alive

In the town too tough to die.

On the wind voices whisper in my ear

Shadows playing tricks with my mind

Something in the air sends shivers down my spine

In this dusty old ghost town built around a mine.

Outlaws and lawman all trying to make a buck

The desire to find their fortunes

Blur the lines Between right, wrong and luck,

in a town Still ruled by gunpowder, whiskey and wine 

Chorus:                              

Tombstone……Where the old west comes alive

In the town too tough to die.

On the wind voices whisper in my ear

Shadows playing tricks with my mind

Tombstone……Where the old west comes alive

In the town too tough to die.

On the wind voices whisper in my ear

Shadows playing tricks with my mind

In the town too tough to die

In the town too tough to die