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Verse 1
country doctor in a small Georgia town
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Fame and fortune had passed him by
but we never saw him frown
As day by day in his kindly way
he served us one and all
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Many a patient forgot to pay although
Doc's fees were small
But ol' Doc Brown didn't seem to mind
in fact he didn't even send out bills
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His only ambition it seemed was to find
sure cures for aches and ills
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Why nearly half the folks in our home town
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And yes I'm one of them too were
ushered in by ol' Doc Brown
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When we made our first
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debaut ah he needed his dimes
And there were times
he'd receive a fee
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But he would pass it on to some poor soul
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that he said needed it worse than he
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So when hard times hit our town and
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drained each meager purse
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The scanty income of Ol' Doc Brown
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just went from bad to worse
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He had to sell his furniture why he couldn't
even pay his office rent
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And so to an old dusty room over a liberty
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stable Ol' Doc Brown and his satchel went
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On the hitching post at the curb
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below to advertise his wares
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He nailed up a little sign that read "Doc
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Brown has moved up stairs"
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And there he kept on helping people
get well and his heart was pure gold
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But anyone with eyes could see
that Doc was getting old
Then one day he didn't even answer when
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they knocked upon his door
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Ol' Doc Brown was lying down but
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his life was no more
They found him there in his old black suit but
on his face was a smile of contentment
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But all the money they could find on him was
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a quarter and one ol' copper cent
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So they opened up his ledger and what they
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saw gave their hearts a pull
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Cause beside each debtor's name Ol'
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Doc had written "Paid in full"
Well it looked like the potter's field for Doc
and that caused us some alarm
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'Till some one remembered the family
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graveyard out on the Simmon's farm
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Ol' Doc had brought six of their kids in to this
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world and Simmons was a grateful cuss
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He said "Doc been like one of the family
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so he can sleep with us."
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Ol' Doc Brown should have had a
funeral fine enough for a king
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It's a ghastly joke that our town was broke
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and no one could give a thing
Except Jones the undertaker
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He donated an old iron casket he'd
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never been able to sell
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And the funeral procession well it wasn't
much for grace and pomp and style
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But those wagonloads of mourners
they stretched out for more than a mile
And we breathed a prayer as we laid him
there to rest beneath the sod
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This man who had earned the right to be
on speaking terms with God
His grave was covered with flowers
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but not from the floral shop
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Just roses and things from folks gardens
and one or two dandelion tops
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For times had hit our town hard
and each man carried a load
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So some just picked the wild flowers as
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they passed along the way
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We wanted to give Doc a monument
we kind of figured we owed him one
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Cause he had made our town a better place
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for all the good he had done
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But monuments cost money so we just
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And on his grave we just placed
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a monument of wood
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We pulled up that old hitching post
where Doc had nailed his sign
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We painted it white and to all of
us it surely did look fine
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Now the rains and snow has washed away
our white trimmings of paint
And there ain't nothing left but Doc's old
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sign and even that's getting faint
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And still when southern breezes and
twinkling stars cross our little town
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And pail moonlight shines through Georgia
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pines on the grave of Ol' Doc Brown
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You can still see that old hitching post
as if in answer to our prayers
Proudly telling the whole wide world Doc
Brown has moved up stairs
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