Doc Bonecutter of #Dead Men’s Bend

dark country, western gothic, outlaw country

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(Verse 1)
In the dusty town of Dead Men’s Bend,
They come runnin’ in, broken and spent.
Gunshot wounds, falls from the ledge,
Screaming for mercy, I cut through the flesh.

(Pre-Chorus)
They curse my name, call me a thief,
But I save their lives beneath this reef.
Amputate limbs with my bone saw’s scream,
They curse me but I’m their only dream.

(Chorus)
I’m Doc Bonecutter, master of pain,
Mending the broken, easing the strain.
They say I’m too costly, too cold, too mean,
But without me, they’d be six feet deep in the green.
Whiskey and silence, I numb their cries,
With scarce little meds, I hear their lies.
They depend on me, whether they know or not,
I keep ‘em alive, in this cursed little spot.

(Verse 2)
A cough or a sneeze, they still come around,
Hoping I’ll fix what’s broken down.
Stock in my pocket, I give them a dose,
While I hide my pain behind this old ghost.

(Pre-Chorus)
Rarity’s my medicine, I know it’s true,
But I do what I must, for me and for you.
They call me a villain, a butcher, a thief,
But I’m just a healer, trying to bring relief.

(Verse 3)
Underneath my hat, I hide my pain,
Knowing tomorrow might bring again,
More shattered lives and desperate screams,
In this town of broken dreams.

(Verse 4)
They curse my name, call me a curse,
But I’m the one who’s breaking the worst.
With every cut, I fight to save,
In Dead Men’s Bend, I’m the grave’s brave.

(Bridge)
When I’m down and out, who’s gonna care?
No one’s coming, I’m left to bear.
So I do my job, with a heavy heart,
Playing my part in this broken art.

(Outro)
In Dead Men’s Bend, I stand my ground,
Healing the wounded, without a sound.
Doc Bonecutter, that’s what they say,
But I’m just trying to save them each day.

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(Verse 1) In the dusty town of Dead Men’s Bend, They come runnin’ in, broken and spent. Gunshot wounds, falls from the ledge, Screaming for mercy, I cut through the flesh. (Pre-Chorus) They curse my name, call me a thief, But I save their lives beneath this reef. Amputate limbs with my bone saw’s scream, They curse me but I’m their only dream. (Chorus) I’m Doc Bonecutter, master of pain, Mending the broken, easing the strain. They say I’m too costly, too cold, too mean, But without me, they’d be six feet deep in the green. Whiskey and silence, I numb their cries, With scarce little meds, I hear their lies. They depend on me, whether they know or not, I keep ‘em alive, in this cursed little spot. (Verse 2) A cough or a sneeze, they still come around, Hoping I’ll fix what’s broken down. Stock in my pocket, I give them a dose, While I hide my pain behind this old ghost. (Pre-Chorus) Rarity’s my medicine, I know it’s true, But I do what I must, for me and for you. They call me a villain, a butcher, a thief, But I’m just a healer, trying to bring relief. (Chorus) I’m Doc Bonecutter, master of pain, Mending the broken, easing the strain. They say I’m too costly, too cold, too mean, But without me, they’d be six feet deep in the green. Whiskey and silence, I numb their cries, With scarce little meds, I hear their lies. They depend on me, whether they know or not, I keep ‘em alive, in this cursed little spot. (Verse 3) Underneath my hat, I hide my pain, Knowing tomorrow might bring again, More shattered lives and desperate screams, In this town of broken dreams. (Chorus) I’m Doc Bonecutter, master of pain, Mending the broken, easing the strain. They say I’m too costly, too cold, too mean, But without me, they’d be six feet deep in the green. Whiskey and silence, I numb their cries, With scarce little meds, I hear their lies. They depend on me, whether they know or not, I keep ‘em alive, in this cursed little spot. (Verse 4) They curse my name, call me a curse, But I’m the one who’s breaking the worst. With every cut, I fight to save, In Dead Men’s Bend, I’m the grave’s brave. (Bridge) When I’m down and out, who’s gonna care? No one’s coming, I’m left to bear. So I do my job, with a heavy heart, Playing my part in this broken art. (Outro) In Dead Men’s Bend, I stand my ground, Healing the wounded, without a sound. Doc Bonecutter, that’s what they say, But I’m just trying to save them each day.

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