O.K. Corral, O.K. Corral
There the outlaw band make their final stand
O.K. Corral
Oh, my dearest one, must I lay down my gun
Or take the chance of losing you forever

Duty calls, my back’s against the wall
Have you no kind word to say before I ride away

Your love, your love, I need your love
Keep the flame, let it burn until I return
From the gunfight at O.K. Corral
If the Lord is my friend, we’ll meet at the end
Of the gunfight at O.K. Corral
Gunfight at O.K.Corral