I (Bm)met God’s Will on a (G)Hal low een night, he was (D)dressed as a bag of leaves.

It hid the brac es on his legs at first.

His (Bm)smile was as bright as the (G)Au gust sun (D)when he (A)looked at me.

As he (G)strug gled down the drive way, it (D)al most made me hurt.

Will don’t walk too good,

Will don’t talk too good.

He won’t do the things that the (D)oth er kids do in our (A7sus)neigh bor hood.

I’ve been (D)search in’, won d’rin’, (Em7)think in’, lost and (D)look in’ all my life.

I’ve been (D)wound ed, jad ed, (Bm7)loved and hat ed, I’ve wres tled wrong and right.

He was a (G)boy with out a fa ther and his (Bm)moth er’s mir a cle.

I’ve been (Bm)read in’, writ in’, (A)pray in’, fight in’.

I guess (D)I would be (G)still.

Yeah, that was un til I knew (Em)God’s

(D)Will.

Will’s mom had to (G)work two jobs.

We’d (D)watch him when she had to work late.

And we’d all laugh like I had n’t (G)laughed since I don’t know (Asus)when.

“Hey Jude” was his (G)fa vor ite song.

At (D)din ner he’d ask to pray.

And then he (G)prayed for ev ’ry bod y in the (D)world but him.

I’ve been (Em)God’s

(D)Will.

Be fore they (G)moved to Cal i for nia, his moth er (D)said they did n’t think he’d live.

And she said (Bm)each day that I have him, well, it’s (G)just an oth er gift.

And I nev er got to tell her that the (Bm)boy showed (A)me the (G)truth.

In cray on (Em11)red on note book pa per, he’d writ ten (C)me and God

love you.

I’ve been (D)search in’, pray in’, (Em7)wound ed, jad ed.

I guess I would be (G)still.

Yeah, that was un til

I (Bm)met God’s Will on a (G)Hal low een night, he was (D)dressed as a bag of leaves.