Doc Holiday Songtext
von Volbeat

Hey, hey
Hey, hey

An outlaw walking through the valley of men
Glared with a sunken eye of death
Moved his head from side to side and said
"Come on, you gutless slugs, fight like a man"
State your name and business, let′s see what you got
Another body for the hangman's count
Show me the bar, and show me the cards
Hold on to your guts, yeah

A friendly man but without a friend
Fort Griffin, Texas, here I am
Supported Wyatt Earp to the very end
Cemented brothеrhood, don′t go in his way
You cannot shake his boots, scar his fate
Down under you will hear him grin
Greet the man, the outlaw himself
Doc Holliday


Oh, oh
Ah
The outlaw man's roar (oh, oh)
Ah, oh
The outlaw man

Filled with bug juice, the moonshine in his hand
Hotheaded with a temperament
The speediest, deadliest man with a gun
A bloody gambler but a gentleman dog
A frontier vagabond who charms all the dames
Hello ladies, how's your day today?
Let me introduce you to myself
Doc Holliday

Oh, oh
Ah
Oh, oh
Ah
Outlaw man
Die Stuttgart, bring forth with those fucking horns

Hey, hey
Hey, hey


Filled with bug juice, the moonshine in his hand
Hotheaded with a temperament
The speediest, deadliest man with a gun
A bloody gambler but a gentleman dog
A frontier vagabond who charms all the dames
Hello ladies, how′s your day today?
Let me introduce you to myself
Doc Holliday

Oh, oh
Ah
The outlaw man′s roar (oh, oh)
Ah
The outlaw man