Fire Shut Up in My Bones, Act II: I was once a boy of peculiar grace (”Live”)
Will Liverman - Pop, Live
Fire Shut Up in My Bones, Act II: I was once a boy of peculiar grace (”Live”)
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I once was a boy of peculiar grace A dangerous existence for a man of my race A Black boy from a lawless town Where everyone carries a gun I carried shame in a holster 'round my waist A boy of peculiar grace Manhood lost and not found 'til now Dreams that kept me awake Isolated by strange desires Half-formed, not embraced A graceful boy in a dangerous place Alone, a subject of curiosity For the old folks to speculate "What's wrong with that boy?" A stranger in my hometown An oddity, the butt of a jokе A hurt that can't be erased Thе south is no place for a boy with peculiar grace I'll go north, I'll make my way Nothing can stop me, no reason to stay The south is no place for a boy with peculiar grace You'll go north, you'll make your way Nothing can stop you, no reason to stay The south is no place for a boy with peculiar grace Goodbye, Gibsland, goodbye, shame Goodbye, nightmares, goodbye, pain Goodbye, pistols in my mama's purse Goodbye, pastors in the Baptist church Goodbye, daddy and your good time women Goodbye, honky-tonks and sinners in 'em Goodbye, Gibsland, goodbye, shame Goodbye, nightmares, goodbye, pain Goodbye, pistols in our mama's purse Goodbye, pastors in the Baptist church Goodbye, daddy and your good time women Goodbye, honky-tonks and sinners in 'em Say goodbye to Charles Baby, I'm finally free I'm free, I'm free
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