Crystal Palace (Upstairs at the) – a Tombstone, Arizona song by Tanuki Thunder

Verse 1

Back in seventy-nine, on Fifth and Allen Street
The Golden Eagle Brewery poured bock beer cold and sweet
German brewers, Wehrfritz and Tribolet, made a home
For the silver miners comin' in from the hills of Tombstone
Swiss cheese and Limburger, a free lunch on the bar
Folks came walkin' in from near and riding in from far

Chorus

Upstairs at the Crystal Palace, Virgil Earp kept his door
Marshal by the window, lookin' down on Allen's floor
Doc Goodfellow next to him, patchin' up the town
Gamblers, miners, lawmen, every one of 'em came 'round
Raise your glass to the legends, the ones who walked these halls
Upstairs at the Crystal Palace, where history still calls

Verse 2

December, eighty-one, a cold and bitter night
Virgil crossed this corner under the lamplight
Shotguns flashed from the shadows, he fell but didn't die
The gunfighter's surgeon worked till the morning sky
Then the fire of eighty-two took the Eagle to the ground
But a grander Palace rose up, the finest saloon around

Chorus

Upstairs at the Crystal Palace, Virgil Earp kept his door
Marshal by the window, lookin' down on Allen's floor
Doc Goodfellow next to him, patchin' up the town
Gamblers, miners, lawmen, every one of 'em came 'round
Raise your glass to the legends, the ones who walked these halls
Upstairs at the Crystal Palace, where history still calls

Bridge

Wyatt, Morgan, Doc Holliday, they drank where you're standin' now
Big Nose Kate was here, so the old-timers vow
Prohibition shut the doors, but this town's too tough to die
So pull a chair up to the mahogany, and let your spirits fly

Final Chorus

Upstairs at the Crystal Palace, Virgil Earp kept his door
Marshal by the window, lookin' down on Allen's floor
Doc Goodfellow next to him, patchin' up the town
Gamblers, miners, lawmen, every one of 'em came 'round
Raise your glass to the legends, the ones who walked these halls
Upstairs at the Crystal Palace, where history still calls
Yeah, the Crystal Palace, where history still calls