Pat Green – Poetry (Guitar)

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Some things I've done make my conscience burn,

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I only hope that I've learned from my sins.

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I heard a voice when I was 13,

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Got baptised and washed up clean.

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But the world has a way, if you know what I mean,

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Of scuffin' you up again.

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I can't explain a blessed thing,

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Not a fallen star or a feathered wing,

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Or how a man in chains can have the strength to sing.

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Just one thing is clear to me,                  

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There's always more than what appears to be

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And when the light's just right I swear I

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Well, somebody made everything

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From my soul inside out to Saturn's rings,

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How my baby smiles, how Ray Charles sings...

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Clouds make rain, the ocean makes sand,

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The earth breathes fire, and lava makes land.

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Well, that took a mighty hand

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And a wild imagination.

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Dreams I dreamed came back ten-fold

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From the friends that I have to the woman I hold.

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I look down on a street of gold,

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After all the mud along the way.

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Sometimes a big ol' mystery can lead right in on me.

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Says that I am home and I am free...

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And I'll take that anyday.

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Just one thing is clear to me,

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There's always more than what appears to be

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And when the light's just right I swear I