A D I'm an outcast that no one can save anymore A D And the days of my youth, have all long gone by A D A D I was the kind of boy the devil would offer a smoke or a drink to A 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 soul A F#m D But they held me down so long Christ I almost drowned A D A D I was the kind of boy who never learned to smile, so I kicked and I screamed A 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 blows E G A Wiseblood hears grace whisper right behind [Verse 2] D F#m D My mommma, she turned around and said A D F#m Hey little boy you better wake up, 'cause your the walking dead A D A D Oh she was the kind of girl who never touched a smoke or a drink A 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 blows E 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 knows E G D A Wiseblood knows I walk the way the wind blows E G A Wiseblood hears grace whisper right behind