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