Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fit for a King, artist - Joe Diffie. Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Song language: English
Fit for a King |
| His pulpit’s a corner on 19th and Main |
| His grip on the gospel, his one claim to fame |
| He hurls fire and brimstone at the cars passing by |
| While he offers salvation from the Savior on high |
| His khakis are tattered and he ain’t bathed in weeks |
| His bouts with the bottle show up on his cheeks |
| He looks like a scarecrow, a sight to behold |
| But he works for the Shepherd, bringing lambs to the fold |
| He points to the Bible he holds in his hands |
| Says I’m proof that the good Lord can save any man |
| Son, it ain’t what you’re driving or the clothes that you wear |
| Material possessions won’t matter up there |
| Someday in heaven with the angels I’ll sing |
| And these rags that I’m wearing will be fit for a king |
| He’s fighting a fever but in spite of the chill |
| He pulls up his collar and speaks of God’s will |
| His body is weakened but his faith is still strong |
| He’s filled with conviction for the mission he’s on |
| 'Cause a mansion is waiting, he’ll be homeless no more |
| And his words will soon echo from that far distant shore |
| Son, it ain’t what you’re driving or the clothes that you wear |
| Material possessions won’t matter up there |
| Someday in heaven with the angels I’ll sing |
| And these rags that I’m wearing will be fit for a king |
| Someday in heaven with the angels I’ll sing |
| And these rags that I’m wearing will be fit for a king |