So fill up your glasses and join in the song
The law's right behind you and it won't take long
So come you coyotes and howl at the moon
Till there's blood upon the sawdust in The Last Chance Saloon

With rings on their fingers and bells on their toes
The girls come to Tombstone in their high silk hose
They'll dance on the tables or give you a tune
6For whatever's in your wallet at the Last Chance Saloon

It's your last chance of boozing where there's no-one to mind
It's your last chance of losing and the first place you'll find

It's your last chance of earning Your gunfighters fee
The pay is in Dollars but the bullets are free
It's your last chance of cussing at a gunfighter's doom
It's your last chance of nothing it's the Last Chance Saloon

So them bad cruel outlaws are meeting up soon
And they've drunk their last drink in the Last-Chance Saloon

It's the OK Corral boys of gun fighting fame
Where the Earps and the Clantons they played out their game

They paid their sins and they lost on the draw
For the Earps they was faster and they was the law
So beware all you cowboys who's yearning to sin
If the Earps is the lawmen you ain't gonna win