I ^Gam the elder Utah Smith I've ^Bbgot two wings to fly They ^Fmay be made of paper ^F/EThey may ^Dmnever reach the sky But ^GI believe in mercy I be^Bblieve that man is good And ^A7if they ^A7/C#want two ^Dmwings like me ^GThere's a ^Cchance they ^Fcould

I ^Gam the elder Utah Smith I was ^Bbborn in Cedar Grove That's ^Fin Louisiana ^F/EOn a ^Dmdirt-poor stretch of road I ^G/Bfound the calling early Gave ^Bbbirth to righteous words And ^A7in a tent a^Dmround the South I ^Gtook my ^Csonic ^Fchurch

I was a ^Bblight for the ^Fliving And I ^Cspoke of peace and ^Dmlove With two ^Bbwings and my old ^FGibson I bought ^Cblessings from above I was ^Dmhere and I was ^Bbgone Just a ^Fheartbeat from the ^Cpast But I ^Dmwent from paper ^G/Bwings To the ^Bb6real thing at ^Flast

I ^Gam the elder Utah Smith I ^Bbtake all as they are I ^Fwas the first man of the cloth ^F/ETo ^Fblacken a guitar ^G/BLove was my redeemer I ^Bbfelt it from the start The ^A7Holy ^A7/C#Ghost was ^Dmchanneled Through the ^Gsound of ^Cmy gui^Ftar

I was a ^Bblight for the ^Fliving And I ^Cspoke of peace and ^Dmlove With two ^Bbwings and my old ^FGibson I bought ^Cblessings from above I was ^Dmhere and I was ^Bbgone Just a ^Fheartbeat from the ^Cpast But I ^Dmwent from paper ^G/Bwings To the ^Bb6real thing at ^Flast

^GBeen a long time in the ground ^Bb6Unmarked is my grave But ^FI reside elsewhere these ^F/Edays ^DmThanks to souls I've saved I ^G/Btraveled far, I traveled wide ^BbThree quarts for the Lord ^A7/C#Till one ^A7day ^A7/C#he ^Dmcalled me home To ^Gclaim his ^Cgreat re^Fward

I was a ^Bblight for the ^Fliving And I ^Cspoke of peace and ^Dmlove With two ^Bbwings and my old ^FGibson I bought ^Cblessings from above I was ^Dmhere and I was ^Bbgone Just a ^Fheartbeat from the ^Cpast But I ^Dmwent from paper ^G/Bwings To the ^Bb6real thing at ^Flast

Elton John - I've got 2 wings