Rusty Old Halo

C

I know a man, rich as a king,

G7

C

Still he just won’t give his neighbor a thing,

F

His day will come, I’ll make a bet,

G7

C

He’ll get to Heaven and here’s what he’ll get;

C

G7

C

A rusty old halo, and a skinny white cloud,

G7

C

Some second hand wings, full of patches,

F

Rusty old halo, skinny white cloud,

G7

C

A robe that’s so wooley it scratches.

C

While you’re on earth , shine like a star,

G7

C

Brighten the corner where- -ever you are,

F

Doin’ the best, that you can do,

G7

C

That way you’re sure that they’ll never hand you;

C

G7

C

A rusty old halo, and a skinny white cloud,

G7

C

Some second hand wings, full of patches,

F

Rusty old halo, skinny white cloud,

G7

C

A robe that’s so wooley it scratches.