Dings Mike McClure
I am just a poor[C] boy
I ain't got a dollar to my [F]name
[G]But I have a love inside
That won't lead no b[C]lame
I know your wicked ways
Cuz I have been down [F]too
But you won't [G]need to point your finger at me
Cuz I won't point mine at [C]you
(Chorus)
Cuz it's the [F]trials and tribulations
All the awkward situations that the l[C]ivin' brings
And it's the [F]tryin' and believin'
There'll be flyin' after greiving
And in the end we all must earn our w[C]ings
I got a good ole s[G]oul[G7]
It's just got a few d[C]ings
And I have found that judgement it does nothing
But it puts a weight on me
And I'd rather walk upon the water
Than go sinkin' like a stone into your sea
So I'm trying to lighten up
Yeah, leave all that behind
Cuz I ain't found nothin' worth much more to me
Than my peace of mind
(Chorus)
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