This old flesh and blood of mine is will on borrowed time
But it matters not just what a man has on
Mister I don't know your name but I thank you for your change
But it matters not just what a man has on
It's just a place to hang my hat 'til I go home
I'll be walking on them shining streets of gold
Even though I know in His hand, I'll be all right
This old flesh and blood of mine is will on borrowed time
'Cause I'm just passing through wearing worn out gloves and shoes
A little help along the way never hurts too much these days
But I know each step I take brings me closer to the day
God bless you son you must have Jesus in your life
'Cause I'm just passing through wearing worn out gloves and shoes
It's just a place to hang my hat 'til I go home
