Josh Garrels

Josh Garrels

Just Doin Your Thing
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Intro: B A E  (2X) 

verse 1: 
        B                  A                            E 
I was a poor boy papa when you decide you would make me wealthy 
           B                           A                                   E 
I had this sickness in my bones, I was sure not far from home, you make me healthy yeah yeah 
        B                           A                      E  
I was rejected, dejected, incorrect, unprotected, defected from my people 
         B                                A                          E 
I was contriving, cliff diving, capsizing, no freedom rising from the deep hole 


Chorus: 
         B       A         E   
But You make me free, and I must sing 
     B       A             E 
You baptize me just doin' Your thing 



verse 2: 
          B                                A                                E 
I had the feeling all along that there was somethin' bearing strong over my shoulder 
           B                                  A                             E 
And it got closer through the years, through abandonment and tears as I got older, yes it did 
            B                                   A                          E 
Hitchhiking through the wilderness, and bearing all my consequence I was a stranger 
              B                             A                          E 
You picked me up on 66 and met me with your loving-kindness instead of anger 



verse 3: 

           B  
Now it’s a quarter ‘til the clock strikes, and hopefully the shock might 
A 
Hit you like a rock fight or like a butcher’s block might 
E 
Quick as lightning shock kite comes the key to lock tight 

The door on which he knock right now until it’s not night 
B                                            A 
 Everybody walk tight rope until their chalk white, hopes are wiped away by the wind 
       E 
If the devil’s your friend you got a burden on your back, And some poison in your blood 
         B                                        A 
It’s our burden to unpack, leave it behind in the mud 
                               E 
Click clack goes the old smoke stack and when it leaves 
          
It ain’t never coming back, so you best be ready when the train comes steady 
B                                   A 
 It’s rollin’ heavy ‘round the bends, get on board my friend 
E 
 For the land of Lord cause the levee’s gonna break, in the end

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