Written and recorded by Del C. Way
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| Now and | then an old | friend of mine | I've not seen for some | time |
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| Will stop | by and | ask me where've I’ve | been what's on my | mind |
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| They | wonder why I'm not | drinking and still | painting this | old town | red |
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| I tell them I'm serving | Jesus now and the | old | man is | dead |
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| Interlude | D | E | A | C#m | F#m | D | E | A |
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| I used to | live such a | wicked life | I had no hope in | sight |
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| I was | lost in | darkness | searching for the | light |
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| Then one night in a little | church |
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| After | hearing what the | preacher | said |
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| I gave my life to | Jesus and the | old | man was | dead |
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| But your looking on the | outside if you could | see in | side in | stead |
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| You would see a | brand new man cause the | old | man is | dead |
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