Intro   D

(D)His pulpits A corner
  On 19th and Main
(G)His grip on the gospel
  His one claim to fame(D)

(D)He hurls fire and brimstone
  At the cars passing by
(G)And he offers salvation(D)
(A)For the savior on high(D)

(D)His khakis are tatered
  And he aint bathed in weeks
(G)His bout with the bottle
  Shows up on his cheeks(D)

(D)He looks like a scarecrow
  A sight to behold
(G)As he work for the shepherd(D)
(A)Bringin' lambs to the fold(D)

(C)He points to the (G)bible
(D)He holds in his hands
(G)Says I'm proof that the (D)good lord
(E)Can save any (G)man

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        (D)Son it ain't what you're drivin
        (G)Or the clothes that you wear(D)
        (D)Material possessions
        (G)Won't matter up there(A)
        (D)And someday in heaven
           When the Angels all sing(G)
        (D)These rags that I'm wear'n
        (A)Will be fit for A king(C)(G)(D)
                                *(D)

(D)He's fighting a fever
   In spite of the chill
(G)He pulls up his collar
   And he speaks of God's will(D)

(D)His body is weakened
   But his faith is still strong
(G)For he's filled with conviction(D)
(A)For the mission he's on(D)

(C)He knows soon in heaven(G)
(D)He'll be homeless no more
(G)And his work will soon echo(D)
(E)From that far distant shore

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        *(D)And some day in heaven
            When the angles all sing(G
         (D)These rags that I'm wearing
         (A)Will be fit for A king(C)(G)(D)