Reverend

How do I get there with these old feet? Wanderin' aimless - or so it seems People's is 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