From the new album, Twisted Rivers
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DOCTOR LYRICS
Call him doctor call him king
Damn near call him anything
I don’t think he even really knows
Black and blue and full of holes
Poor young girl done lost her soul
Lost her innocence and lost her clothes
Chorus:
I’ve met people they’ve told stories
About kings and queens and glory,
Love and war and hearts that broke so long ago
But just like god I set and listened, as these tales they stretched like fences
Where they start and stop nobody knows
Where did they go? Where did they go?
Oh tell me quick, so I can choose another road
Where did they go? Where did they go?
Oh tell me quick, so I can choose another road
I met a writer, twenty-five
He said he thought of suicide
But he just killed off characters instead
I met a whore from New Orleans
She said she dreamed of better things
But dreams are just a constant cry for help
My friend came home from years of war
But wasn’t like he was before
He drank all day to end the aching pain
I met a preacher old and gray
Said that he had lost his way
And often times he knew he couldn’t help
Repeat chorus
He wrote a song when he was young
He sang with force, but not enough
You’ll never know how hard he really tried
I’m in a state you’ll never see
But there is no place I’d rather be
Except for maybe somewhere in the south
A miner came back from the earth
Covered up in soot and dirt
He prayed his sons would never do without
I met a mystic who made the wheel
And twisted rivers out of steel
With every thought and mark he would astound
Repeat chorus