
The Barkeeper of #Dead Men's Bend
(Verse 1) In the dusty town of Dead Men’s Bend, I run the joint where stories never end. Seen a thousand faces come and go, Each with a tale they’re too scared to show. (Pre-Chorus) I listen close, pour them some whiskey, Let their tongues loose, make ’em tell me quickly. Secrets spill like a river wide, In my saloon, there’s no place to hide. (Chorus) I’m the barkeep, the king of this town, With every secret I hold, I wear the crown. They come for the drink, but leave with a load, Of whispered lies and stories untold. Upstairs my girls, they bring ’em along, In the rooms where the truth gets strong. With this power, I hold the cards, In Dead Men’s Bend, I play my part. (Verse 2) Some men come tough, others come scared, But I know the secrets they never shared. Their stories fall like a heavy rain, And I use that knowledge to my gain. (Pre-Chorus) Manipulation, I do it with ease, Pressure and secrets, I hold the keys. The strongest men become my pawns, When I’ve got what I want, they’re gone. (Chorus) I’m the barkeep, the king of this town, With every secret I hold, I wear the crown. They come for the drink, but leave with a load, Of whispered lies and stories untold. Upstairs my girls, they bring ’em along, In the rooms where the truth gets strong. With this power, I hold the cards, In Dead Men’s Bend, I play my part. (Verse 3) They think they come just for the night, But I see through their shining eyes so bright. With every confession, I gain more control, Turning secrets into my soul’s black hole. (Chorus) I’m the barkeep, the king of this town, With every secret I hold, I wear the crown. They come for the drink, but leave with a load, Of whispered lies and stories untold. Upstairs my girls, they bring ’em along, In the rooms where the truth gets strong. With this power, I hold the cards, In Dead Men’s Bend, I play my part. (Verse 4) When the drinks are flowing and the night gets deep, I listen close while their words leak. For in this town, I hold the power, Waiting patiently for the final hour. (Bridge) Money’s just a game I play, But blackmail’s the price I always pay. Control is the law in my hands, In this town, I make my stand. (Outro) So if you come to Dead Men’s Bend, Watch your back, don’t trust a friend. ’Cause I’ve seen it all, and I hold the key, In this town, it’s all about me.

