Josh Garrels - Just doin your thing

I was a ^Bpoor boy papa when ^Ayou decide you would make me ^Ewealthy I had this ^Bsickness in my bones, I was ^Asure not far from home, you make me ^Ehealthy yeah yeah I was re^Bjected, dejected, incorrect,^A unprotected, defected ^Efrom my people I was con^Btriving, cliff diving, capsizing,^A no freedom rising from the^E deep hole

But You m^Bake me f^Aree, and I^E must sing You b^Baptize m^Ae just doin' Y^Eour thing

I had the ^Bfeeling all along that there was ^Asomethin' bearing strong over my ^Eshoulder And it got ^Bcloser through the years, through a^Abandonment and tears as I got ^Eolder, yes it did Hitchhiking ^Bthrough the wilderness, and bearing ^Aall my consequence I was a ^Estranger You picked me ^Bup on 66 and met me with your ^Aloving-kindness instead of ^Eanger

Now itâ€?^B?s a quarter ‘til the clock strikes, and hopefully the shock might ^AHit you like a rock fight or like a butcher’s block might ^EQuick as lightning shock kite comes the key to lock tight

^B Everybody walk tight rope until their chalk ^Awhite, hopes are wiped away by the wind If the ^Edevil’s your friend you got a burden on your back, And some poison in your blood It’s^B our burden to unpack, leave it behind in^A the mud Click clack goes the old smoke ^Estack and when it leaves

^B It’s rollin’ heavy ‘^Around the bends, get on board my friend ^E For the land of Lord cause the levee’s gonna break, in the end