Tinman Jones - Guitar Saint lyrics

A million to one, take a shot Lose it all, not a lot Dig it in, facing east Mind your armor, love the least Sing the song of the brave Bring a saving grace Throw your jam out boy Make it all count don't let it sway You've got to take it to a level That in time breaks the fall Throw your jam out boy You've got to reach the stars You've got to turn out Take it to a level or in time you will burn out Throw your jam out boy Do your thing what you do Load them on two by two Just make sure you scratch that paint You look like a guitar saint This little light that we possess We got to take it to the point of no return and just Learn from those many itty bitty mistakes Its inevitable, we got to learn what makes This talent that you possess And bring to the table Its as vital as can be to a boy born in a stable Able to carry the world upon His shoulders Got to use what you got cause what you got can build soldiers