Written by Mike McClure
C I am just a poor boy F I ain't got a dollar to my name G But I have a love inside C That won't lead no blame I know your wicked ways F Cuz I have been down too G But you won't need to point your finger at me C Cuz I won't point mine at youAnd 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)F Cuz it's the trials and tribulations C All the awkward situations that the livin' brings F And it's the tryin' and believin' There'll be flyin' after greiving C And in the end we all must earn our wings G G7 I got a good ole soul C It's just got a few dings