Poetry Pat Green INTRO [G] [Em7] [G/F#] [C] [G] [Em7] [G/F#] [C] S[G]ome things I've d[Em7]one make[G/F#] my conscience bu[C]rn, My very spine shutter and squirm. [G]I only hope t[Em7]hat I've l[G/F#]earned f[C]rom my sins. [G]I heard a voice when [Em7]I was 1[G/F#]3, Got ba[C]ptised and washed up clean. But the w[G]orld has a way, if you k[Em7]now what I [G/F#]mean, [C]Of scuffin' you up again. I[D] can't exp[D/F#]lain a bles[G]sed thing, Not a fa[C]llen star or a feathered wing, Or h[D]ow (allcountrytabs.com)