Fit for a King Lyrics

(CAPO 1)
(INTRO) E5 Bm7
-- 0---------LOW E
His pulpit's a corner on Nineteenth and Main
His grip on the Gospel his one claim to fame.
He hurls fire and brimstone at the cars passing by
and he offers sal---vation for the Sav-ior on high.
His khakis are tattered and he ain't bathed in weeks
his bout with the bot-tle shows up on his cheeks.
He looks like a scare--crow a sight to be-hold
as he works for the Shep-herd bring-in' lambs to the fold.
He points to the Bi ble he holds in his hands
says, " I'm proof that the Good Lord can save an-y man."
Son it ain't what you're drivin'
or the clothes that you wear
material possessions won't matter up there.
E A--HOLD NOTE---------
And some-day in heav-en when the angels all sing
these rags that I'm wear-in' will be fit for a king.
He's fightin' the fever in spite of the chill,
he pulls up his collar and he speaks God's will.
His body is weakened but his faith is still strong,
for he's filled with con--viction for the mission he's on.
He knows soon in heav--en He'll be home--less no more,
As his work will soon echo from that far distant shore.
Repeat chorus:
E A N.C..HOLD NOTE OUT FOR 3 MEASURES
some-day in heav-en when the ang-els all sing...............................
Well, these rags that I'm wear-in' will be fit for a king. will be fit for a King.