Luyện nghe bài hát Fit For A King

His pulpit's a corner on and Main
His on the gospel, his one claim to fame
He fire and brimstone at the cars passing by
And he offers salvation for the savior on

His khakis are and he ain't bathed in weeks
His 'bout with the shows up on his cheeks
He like a scarecrow, s sight to behold
As he works for the shepherd bringin' to the fold

He points to the Bible, he in his hands
Says I'm that the good Lord can save any man

Son, it ain't what you're driving or the clothes that you
Material possessions matter up there
And someday in Heaven when the angels all
Well these that I'm wearin' will be fit for a king

fighting a fever but in spite of the chill
He pulls up his and he speaks of Gods will
His body is weakened but his faith is still
For he's filled with conviction for the he's on

He knows soon in he'll be homeless no more
As his work will soon echo from that far distant

Son, it ain't what you're or the clothes that you wear
Material possessions matter up there
And someday in when the angels all sing
Well these rags that I'm wearin' will be fit for a

in Heaven when the angels all sing
Well these rags that I'm wearin' be fit for a king
Will be fit for a