Doctor

Duration

4:20

Genres

Southern/Blues Rock/Rockabilly

Description

Lyrics

Can’t even count all the boats I have missed Many the times I’m reminded of this And many the times I doubt my self worth But the ship that I seek is not of this earth Here it comes now, here it comes now Here it comes now, here it comes now Where would I be if I’d sold out Run with the pack and shut my big mouth I could just see me stinking rich Wed to some gorgeous, adulterous witch Doctor, please, heal thyself You look to be in terrible health Poisoned by dreams of power and wealth You can’t fix me, go heal thyself Or plot to steal what you can’t buy “I give to the church, Lord, let me slide by” Offer up smoke to the Great Unknown Or fight to the death on your ancestors’ bones Doctor, please, heal thyself... Here it comes now, here it comes now… Seems a good time for a biblical verse Can’t think of a thing and what’s even worse Scripture, to me, is like a song Beautiful words, but the music’s all wrong Doctor, please, heal thyself...