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They call me doc, but I ain't got no degree
When the shit hits the fan, they're calling for me
From Bluegrass, Kentucky, with red blood on my hands
Nobody calls me hero, except for my friends
Yeah, I've woke up from dreams
To find out that they were real
Well, I can't tell you how it went
But I can tell you how it feels
'Cause I've seen it all, helped heroes who fall
And picked them up 'til they stand tall
And I've been in the field and worked down to the bone
To make sure all my brothers get back home
And I've shared the smiles, I've shed the tears
Swore they'd make it out of here
When they scream, "Please make it stop!"
They call me doc, they all know my name
'Cause it's stitched on my chest
And it hangs on this chain
You won't read it in the paper
Or see it on the TV
But I don't need no fame
That's fine by me
Yeah, when they're broke and bruised
I know just what to do
My job always starts when their job is through
Yeah, I've seen it all, helped heroes who fall
Picked them up 'til they stand tall
And I've been in the field, worked down to the bone
To make sure all my brothers get back home
And I've shared the smiles, I've shed the tears
Swore they'd make it out of here
When they scream, "Please make it stop!"
They call me doc
They call me doc
You'll never know the heartache
Of looking a grown man in the eye
When he asks you, "I'm I gonna make it?"
And you gotta lie
Yeah, they call me doc, but I ain't got no degree
When the shit hits the fan, they're callin' for me
From Bluegrass, Kentucky, with red blood on my hands
Nobody calls me a hero, except my old man
Yeah, they call me doc
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