A Place To Hang My Hat - Randy Travis Lyrics
A Place To Hang My Hat
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
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 passing 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
[Thanks to chris@watkinsflying.com for lyrics]