Martha Died On A Tuesday is a story-driven country song about loss—and the kind that never really leaves you.
The song centers on Ol’ Doc Stone, a man who’s spent his life helping others carry their burdens, even as he quietly carries one of his own.
Years ago, Doc lost his wife, Martha. It’s something he’s never truly made peace with.
He can guide others through heartbreak. He can offer the right words, the steady hand, the kind of advice that helps people move forward.
But when it comes to his own story… he’s still standing in the same place.
Doc has always blamed himself.
He was gone when it happened—called away on a medical emergency, doing what he’d always done for others. And in that absence, everything changed.
Some moments don’t fade.
They don’t soften with time.
They just settle in.
After that day, Doc found himself back at The Watering Hole, sitting alone on the back deck, the world moving around him while he stayed still.
That’s when he heard it—
A lone loon, calling out across the water.
Searching for something that wasn’t there anymore.
It’s a sound that’s stayed with him ever since.
Because every time he hears it…
he’s taken right back to that day.
June 6th.
The day he lost his Martha.
The Story Behind The Song
Story Board
Martha Died On A Tuesday
Verse 1
Doc’s Martha died on a Tuesday,
it was the 6th of June
If a hundred years later,
For Doc it would’ve been too soon
Verse 2
Every June 6th,
Since the day of her death
Doc sits with her ghost
Plays the 78s she left
Verse 3
Martha loved the delta blues,
Taught Doc to love them too
Doc plays them once a year
With a broken heart, and moonshine dew
Chorus
The Watering Hole is closed,
The only day of the year
Everyone knows to leave Doc alone
Martha’s delta blues on the gramophone
Verse 4
The night Martha died
Doc heard the call of a loon
That sound haunts him to this day
Ever since that day, the 6th of June
Chorus
The Watering Hole is closed,
The only day of the year
Everyone knows to leave Doc alone
Martha’s delta blues on the gramophone
Verse 5
The porch light is not lit
The only day of the year
Doc whispers her name to the wind.
On that day, he does not fight the tears
Chorus
The Watering Hole is closed,
The only day of the year
Everyone knows to leave Doc alone
Martha’s delta blues on the gramophone
Verse 6
Doc’s waiting on a miracle
That’s never coming back
He Looks for her silhouette
She’s never there, fade to black
Chorus
The Watering Hole is closed,
The only day of the year
Everyone knows to leave Doc alone
Martha’s delta blues on the gramophone
