A D I'm an outcast that no one can save anymoreA D And the days of my youth, have all long gone byA D A D I was the kind of boy the devil would offer a smoke or a drink toA D A Or a ride down town to some, God forsaken land [Verse 1]A F#m D One Sunday morning at dawn you know they baptized my soulA F#m D But they held me down so long Christ I almost drownedA D A D I was the kind of boy who never learned to smile, so I kicked and I screamedA D F#m A 'Til I tore myself lose from all these, great big hands, oh yeah[Chorus]E G A Wiseblood knows I walk the way wind blowsE G A Wiseblood hears grace whisper right behind [Verse 2]D F#m D My mommma, she turned around and saidA D F#m Hey little boy you better wake up, 'cause your the walking deadA D A D Oh she was the kind of girl who never touched a smoke or a drinkA D F#m A She just smoldered like an empty church, left to burn in the wind [Chorus]E G A Wiseblood knows I walk the way the wind blowsE G A Wiseblood hears grace whisper right behind [Outro]A D A D Wiseblood knows (the wiseblood knows)A D A D Wiseblood knows (the wiseblood knows)A D A D Wiseblood knows (the wiseblood knows)A D E Wise, wise, wiseblood knowsE G D A Wiseblood knows I walk the way the wind blowsE G A Wiseblood hears grace whisper right behind
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