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Bill Anderson

Genres: Country

Ol' Doc Brown Lyrics - Bill Anderson

He was just and old country doctor 

In a small Georgia town 

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 

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 

His only ambition it seemed was to find 

Sure cures for aches and ills. 

 

Why nearly half the folks 

In our home town 

And yes, I'm one of them too 

Were ushered in by ol' Doc Brown. 

 

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When we made our first debaut ah, he needed his dimes 

And there were times he'd receive a fee 

But he would pass it on to some poor soul 

That he said needed it worse than he. 

 

So when hard times hit our town 

And drained each meager purse 

The scanty income of Ol' Doc Brown 

Just went from bad to worse. 

 

He had to sell his furniture 

Why he couldn't even pay his office rent 

And so to an old dusty room over a liberty stable 

Ol' Doc Brown and his satchel went. 

 

On the hitching post at the curb below 

To advertise his wares 

He nailed up a little sign that read 

"Doc Brown has moved up stairs." 

 

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And there he kept on helping people get well 

And his heart was pure gold 

But anyone with eyes could see 

That Doc was getting old. 

 

Then one day he didn't even answer 

When they knocked upon his door 

Ol' Doc Brown was lying down 

But his life was no more. 

 

They found him there in his old black suit 

But on his face was a smile of contentment 

But all the money they could find on him 

Was a quarter and one ol' copper cent. 

 

So they opened up his ledger 

And what they saw gave their hearts a pull 

'Cause beside each debtor's name 

Ol' Doc had written "Paid in full." 

 

Well, it looked like the potter's field for Doc 

And that caused us some alarm 

'Till some one remembered the family graveyard 

Out on the Simmon's farm. 

 

Ol' Doc had brought six of their kids into this world 

And Simmons was a grateful cuss 

He said "Doc been like one of the family 

So he can sleep with us." 

 

Ol' Doc Brown should have had a funeral fine 

Enough for a king 

It's a ghastly joke that our town was broke 

And no one could give a thing. 

 

Except Jones the undertaker 

He did mighty well 

He donated an old iron casket 

He'd never been able to sell. 

 

And the funeral procession 

Well, it wasn't much for grace and pomp and style 

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 

This man who had earned the right 

To be on speaking terms with God. 

 

His grave was covered with flowers 

But not from the floral shop 

Just roses and things from folks gardens 

And one or two dandelion tops. 

 

For time had 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 Doc a monument 

We kind of figured we owed him one 

'Cause he had made our town a better place 

For all the good he had done. 

 

But monuments cost money 

So we just did the best we could 

And on his grave we just placed 

A monument of wood. 

 

We pulled up that old hitching post 

Where Doc had nailed his sign 

We painted it white and to all of us 

It surely did look fine. 

 

Now the rains and snow has washed away 

Our white trimmings of paint 

And there ain't nothing left but Doc's old sign 

And even that's getting faint. 

 

And still when southern breezes 

And twinkling stars cross our little town 

And pail moonlight shines through Georgia pines 

On the grave of Ol' Doc Brown. 

 

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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