A Place To Hang My Hat

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