I Am The Elder Utah Smith
I've Got Two Wings To Fly
They May Be Made Of Paper
They May Never Reach The Sky
But I Believe In Mercy
I Believe That Man Is Good
And If They Want Two Wings Like Me
There's A Chance They Could

I Am The Elder Utah Smith
I Was Born In Cedar Grove
That's In Louisiana
On A Dirt-poor Stretch Of Road
I Found The Calling Early
Gave Birth To Righteous Words
And In A Tent Around The South
I Took My Sonic Church

I Was A Light For The Living
And I Spoke Of Peace And Love
With Two Wings And My Old Gibson
I Bought Blessings From Above
I Was Here And I Was Gone
Just A Heartbeat From The Past
But I Went From Paper Wings
To The Real Thing At Last

I Am The Elder Utah Smith
I Take All As They Are
I Was The First Man Of The Cloth
To Blacken A Guitar
Love Was My Redeemer
I Felt It From The Start
The Holy Ghost Was Channeled
Through The Sound Of My Guitar

I Was A Light For The Living
And I Spoke Of Peace And Love
With Two Wings And My Old Gibson
I Bought Blessings From Above
I Was Here And I Was Gone
Just A Heartbeat From The Past
But I Went From Paper Wings
To The Real Thing At Last

Been A Long Time In The Ground
Unmarked Is My Grave
But I Reside Elsewhere These Days
Thanks To Souls I've Saved
I Traveled Far, I Traveled Wide
Three Quarts For The Lord
Till One Day He Called Me Home
To Claim His Great Reward

I Was A Light For The Living
And I Spoke Of Peace And Love
With Two Wings And My Old Gibson
I Bought Blessings From Above
I Was Here And I Was Gone
Just A Heartbeat From The Past
But I Went From Paper Wings
To The Real Thing At Last

I Was A Light For The Living
And I Spoke Of Peace And Love
With Two Wings And My Old Gibson
I Bought Blessings From Above
I Was Here And I Was Gone
Just A Heartbeat From The Past
But I Went From Paper Wings
To The Real Thing At Last