Old Doc Brown Lyrics

He was just an old country doctor in a little Kentucky town
Fame and fortune had passed him by though we never saw him frown
As day by day in his kindly way he'd serve us one and all
Many a patient forgot to pay although Doc's fees were small
But old Doc Brown didn't seem to mind he didn't even send out bills
His only ambition was to find seems for sure cures for aches and ills
Wy neerly half the folks in my home town,yes i'm one of them too
Was ushered in by old Doc Brown when we made our first debut
Though he needed his dimes and there were times that he'd receive a fee
He'd pass it onto some poor soul that needed it worse than he
So when the depression hit our town and drained each maiger purse
The scanty income of old Doc Brown just went from bad to worse
He had to sell all his furniture why he couldn't pay his office rent
So to a dusty room over a livery stable Doc Brown and his satchel went
On the hitchin' post at the curb below to advertise his wares
He nailed a little sign that read Doc Brown has moved upstairs
There he kept on helping folk get well his heart was just pure gold
But any one with eyes could see that Doc was getting old
And then one day he didn't answer when they knocked upon his door
Old Doc Brown was layin' down but his soul was no more
They found him there in that old black suit on his face was a smile of content
But all the money they could find on him was a quarter and a copper cent
So they opened up his ledger and what they saw gave their hearts a pull
Beside each debtor's name old Doc had write these words Paid In Full
It looked like the potters field Doc that caused us some alarm
So someone remembered the grave yard out on the Simons farm
Old Doc had brought six of their children, Simons was a greatful cuss
He said Doc's been like one of the family so you can let him sleep with us
Old Doc should had a funeral fine enough for king
It's a ghastly joke our town was broke and no one could give a thing
Cept Jones an undertaker he did mighty well
Donated an old iron casket he had never been able to sell
And the funeral procession it wasn't much for grace and pomp and the style
But those wagon loads of mourners they stretched out for more than a mile
And we breath a prayer as we laid him there to rest beneath the sod
This man who earned the right to be on speaking turm with God
His graved was covered with flowers but not from the floral shops
Just roses and things from folk garden and one or two dandelion tops
For the depression hit our town hard and each man carried a load
So some just picked the wild flowers as they passed along the road
We wanted to give him a monument we kinda figured we owed him one
Cause he made our town a better place for all the good he'd done
But monuments cast money so we did the best we could
On his grave we placed a monument of wood
We pulled up that old hitchin' post where Doc had nailed a sign
We painted it white and to all of us it certainly did look fine
Now the rains and the snows have washed away our white trimmin's of paint
There ain't nothin' left but Doc's own sign and that's gettin' faint
Still when southern breezes and twinkling stars caress our sleeping town
And the pale moon shines through Kentucky pines on the grave of old Doc Brown
You can still see that old hitchin' post as if in answer to our prayers
Mutually tellin' the whole wide world Doc Brown has moved upstairs

Correct these lyrics

Watch Hank Snow Old Doc Brown video
Hottest Lyrics with Videos

check amazon for Old Doc Brown mp3 download
these lyrics are submitted by kaan

Songwriter(s): Red Foley
Publisher(s): Unichappell Music Inc.

Official lyrics by

Rate Old Doc Brown by Hank Snow (current rating: N/A)
Meaning to "Old Doc Brown" song lyrics no entries yet
capthca required

Characters count
: min. 50 characters