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My brother's got a black an' white picture
G D F G
With numbers 'cross his chest
D C G D F G
An' he'll do 15 more years if his behavior stays at it's best
D
He took the blame to save his best friends name
C G D F G
In a job that went bad down in Birmingham
C G D C G
Yeah, but he don't mind that orange suit cause he knows that clothes don't make the man
D C G D F G
Two cells down from where my brother lays his head
D C G D F G
The walls that go Amazing Grace an' quotes of scriptures that man once read
D C G D F G
When he prayed upon the little souls of all those boys that did not understand
F Am7
But you can wear a robe that's laced with gold
D F G
But The Clothes Don't Make The Man
D
Designer names
G
Rips and stains
F Am7 D
Shouldn't tell you who I am
D G
Cause sometimes angels hide their wings
F Am7 D
An' the Devil's dressed like a lamb
F Am7 D F Am7 D F Am7
Yeah, The Clothes Don't Make The Man
D C G D F G
They all laughed an called him names when he said that he was sent to be their king
D
You don't even own a home
C G D F G
You've got simple clothes an' sandals on your feet
D
Stripped of his pride
D
He was crucified
C G D F G
On a cross with nails of hatred in his hands
F Am7
But he rose from the grave in 3 days
D F G
Yeah, The Clothes Don't Make The Man
D
Designer names
G
Rips and stains
F Am7 D
Shouldn't tell you who I am
D G
Cause sometimes angels hide their wings
F Am7 D
An' the Devil's dressed like a lamb
F Am7 D
Yeah, The Clothes Don't Make The Man
F G D F G F Am7
D
Designer names
G
Rips and stains
F Am7 D
Shouldn't tell you who I am
D G
Cause sometimes angels hide their wings
F Am7 D
An' the Devil's dressed like a lamb
F Am7 D
Yeah, The Clothes Don't Make The Man
G
They don't make the man
F Am7
They don't make the man
D
They don't make the man
Woo...
Yeah...
G F Am7
Whoa, don't make the man
D
Don't make the man, yeah
F Am7 D F Am7 D
Ohh...
Yeah-eahh...
