Verse 1

In Dead Men’s Bend, I lay ’em down,

From the outlaws to the quiet town,

Mothers, fathers, little ones,

All beneath the shifting sun.

Chorus

I’m the grave-digger, in the dust and rain,

Carvin’ coffins, easing pain,

Taking what’s owed, from life to rest,

Prayin’ someday, I’ll be blessed.

Verse 2

Sharp-shooters, gamblers, the sheriff too,

They all come here when their time is due,

Buildin’ coffins, crafted tight,

Pay my dues in the dead of night.

Chorus

I’m the grave-digger, in the dust and rain,

Carvin’ coffins, easing pain,

Taking what’s owed, from life to rest,

Prayin’ someday, I’ll be blessed.

Verse 3

Under the moon, I dig my grave,

For all the souls that I have paved,

No price too high, no deal too grim,

In this dusty town, I’ve made my hymn.

Chorus

I’m the grave-digger, in the dust and rain,

Carvin’ coffins, easing pain,

Taking what’s owed, from life to rest,

Prayin’ someday, I’ll be blessed.

Verse 4

One day I’ll rest, when my work is done,

Beneath the stars, beneath the sun,

Hope someone’s there, to see me through,

And end my journey, pure and true.

Bridge

I’ve buried kin, I’ve buried friends,

Every soul, it finds its end,

Hope there’s someone, waitin’ for me,

To lay me down when I cease to be.

Outro

In Dead Men’s Bend, I’ve seen the end,

But I still pray for a faithful friend,

To carry me when my time comes near,

And keep the vultures from my bier.