Reverend

How do I get there with these old feet?

Wanderin' aimless - or so it seems

People's talkin', they's talkin' 'bout me's

Paperback shoes tied 'round these old feet

How do I see without these eyes?

Death relent and save my life

Poor my feet no more would go

Burn my hands on open road

Bicycle framework - no wheels or seats

Christmas tree carcass - all trimmin's free

Skeleton mattress - can't get no sleep

Relics made landmarks for these old feet

How do I clap with these two hands?

Beat sorrow down - I will withstand

When poor my feet no more would go

Dig these my hands to open road

I'm a blessed man

I'm a blessed man

I'm a blessed man

I'm a blessed man

I'm a blessed man

I'm a blessed man

I'm a blessed man

I'm a blessed man