Whooooooooooa whooooooa whooooa who knows
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When I was a baby child
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My daddy said to me
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Many mountains we must climb
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Before we'll be free
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But he never told me
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About the bruises on my knees
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How they would be the map that leads him where we need to be
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And oh that storm came down
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Forty days, forty nights
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Who knows
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What the thunder and lightning will bring
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Maybe the storm will cover my dreams
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Maybe the sun will shine no more
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Who knows
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Which way the wind is blowing
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And when we look back on these things
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We won't cry no more
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Whoooooooooa whooooooa whooooa who knows
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Wandering blindly
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Searching for the truth
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And anchored to a solid rock
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That we could hold on to
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But there's no tomorrow
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Not for everyone
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Who will hear your last harsh words
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When your time on earth is gone
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Ooooh that storm came down
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Forty days, forty nights
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Who knows
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What the thunder and lightning will bring
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Maybe the storm will cover my dreams
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Maybe the sun will shine no more
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Who knows
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Which way the wind is blowing
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And when we look back on these things
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We won't cry no more
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Whoa tilt the lamp now
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Don't let the wind blow it out
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Oh guide the light child
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Cause one day it's gonna shine
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Sing up till the darkness it is lifted
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Sing up till the darkness it is lifted
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Who Knows
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| Zac Brown Band |
