Wiseblood
Counting Crows
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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 I was the kind of boy the devilA D would offer a smoke or a drink toA D Or a ride down town to some, GodA forsaken land [Verse 1]A One Sunday morning at dawn you knowF#m D they baptized my soulA But they held me down so longF#m D Christ I almost drownedA D I was the kind of boy who neverA learned to smile, so I kicked and ID screamedA D 'Til I tore myself lose from allF#m A these, great big hands, oh yeahContinúa después del anuncio[Chorus]E G Wiseblood knows I walk the wayA wind blowsE G Wiseblood hears grace whisperA right behind [Verse 2]D F#m My mommma, she turned around andD saidA D Hey little boy you better wake up,F#m 'cause your the walking deadA Oh she was the kind of girl whoD A D never touched a smoke or a drinkA D She just smoldered like an emptyF#m A church, left to burn in the wind [Chorus]E G Wiseblood knows I walk the way theA wind blowsE G Wiseblood hears grace whisperA right behind [Otro]A D A Wiseblood knows (the wisebloodD knows)A D A Wiseblood knows (the wisebloodD knows)A D A Wiseblood knows (the wisebloodD knows)A D E Wise, wise, wiseblood knowsE G D Wiseblood knows I walk the wayA the wind blowsE G Wiseblood hears grace whisper rightA behind