Old Doc Brown

He was just an old country doctor in a little Kentucky town

And fame and fortune had passed him by though 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

And he needed his dimes and yet every time that he'd receive a fee

He'd pass it onto some poor soul that needed it more than he

He had to sell his furniture cause he couldn't pay his office rent

So to a dusty room over the livery stable he and his old satchel went

And on the hitchin' post at the kerb to advertise his wares

He nailed a little sign that said Doc Brown has moved upstairs

Then one day he didn't answer when they knocked upon his door

Old Doc 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

Old Doc should had a funeral fine enough for a king

But it was a ghastly joke the whole town was broke and nobody could give a thing

Except old Kelly Jones an undertaker he did mighty well

He donated an old iron casket he had never been able to sell

And that funeral procession well it wasn't much for grace pomp and style

But those wagon loads of mourners they stretched out for more than a mile

We wanted to give Doc a monument we kinda figured we owed him one

Cause he made our town a better place to live for all the good he'd done

So we pulled up that old hitchin' post for Doc had nailed a sign

We painted it white and to all of us it certainly did look fine

And 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' kinda faint

But you can still see that old hitchin' post as if in answer to our prayers

Mutually tellin' the whole wide world Old Doc Brown has moved upstairs