(Verse)
I am the elder Utah Smith
I've got 2 wings to fly
They may be made of paper
They may neva reach the sky
But I believe in mercy
I believe that man is good
And if they want 2 wings like me
There's a chance they could

(Verse 2)
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 callin' early
Gave birth to righteous words
And in a tent around the South
I took my sonic church

(Chorus)
I was a light for the livin'
And I spoke of peace and luv
With 2 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

(Verse 3)
I am the elder Utah Smith
I take all as they are
I was the first man of the cloth
To blacken a guitar
Luv was my redeemer
I felt it from the start
The Holy Ghost was channeled
Through the sound of my guitar

(Chorus)

(Verse 4)
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

(Chorus)