Wiseblood – Counting Crows

Wiseblood – Counting Crows

Nghệ sĩ: Counting Crows

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DÂY: Standard E
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 I'm an outcast that no one can save anymore
 And the days of my youth, have all long gone by
 I was the kind of boy the devil would offer a smoke or a drink to
 Or a ride down town to some, God forsaken land
 One Sunday morning at dawn you know they baptized my soul
 But they held me down so long Christ I almost drowned
 I was the kind of boy who never learned to smile, so I kicked and I screamed
 'Til I tore myself lose from all these, great big hands, oh yeah
    
 Wiseblood knows I walk the way wind blows
 Wiseblood hears grace whisper right behind
 My mommma, she turned around and said
 Hey little boy you better wake up, 'cause your the walking dead
 Oh she was the kind of girl who never touched a smoke or a drink
 She just smoldered like an empty church, left to burn in the wind
    
 Wiseblood knows I walk the way the wind blows
 Wiseblood hears grace whisper right behind
 Wiseblood knows (the wiseblood knows)
 Wiseblood knows (the wiseblood knows)
 Wiseblood knows (the wiseblood knows)
 Wise, wise, wiseblood knows
 Wiseblood knows I walk the way the wind blows
 Wiseblood hears grace whisper right behind

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