Tell the truth
I don't know what I did
To be standing here, no
Everywhere I look
There's one of my heroes
I don't know what I did

To whom it may concern
I think I took a wrong turn
I guess I must confess
Maybe they gave me the wrong address
Is this a dream or is it hate?
Standing in the heart
Of future saints
To my right and to my left
This big old brother Ray
Right behind me is me
Everything is going my way
Yeah
I feel like I've been blessed
And I'm a little hard to impress
But I swear, I do declare
They're gonna put me in a wheelchair
I'm so excited
Need four point restraints
I'm standing
In a hall
Of future saints
guitar solo
Oh
guitar solo
guitar solo
For a while I let it out
The little song is better
Too loud

Here's the song
I lost my word
To myself
But it's a president

That is the child

You are

You are
Not a kid

But you were
Not a kid
But it's a president


Just as what my grandma did
And they're well enough for me

I said if I had my way
I'd keep on reliving this day
Ready Freddy and Albert King
Jimmy's in a yellow submarine
Son House and Elmo James
Standing next to Miles and Coltrane
Reverend Green and Mr. Brown
Preaching and laying it down
It gets any harder
Somebody's gonna fade
I'm standing in the hall
Of future saints
I feel like I'm standing
In the hall
Of future saints
Oh yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Tell the truth
Everything is going my way now
If he надо
Even if it gets much harder
I gotta
I gotta
I gotta
I gotta
All I gotta
Do is
I gotta
All I gotta do is
Walk that path

All I gotta do is walk that path

Run that path
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.