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Lyrics by: Skip Ewing, Don Sampson
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10 Mar '89 Country

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He was an old hand at livin' and makin' his way He smelled like old whiskey and he needed a shave His home was an alley off 8th Avenue If you had a minute or an hour or two He'd tell you the Gospel according to Luke Luke carried his Bible in a crown royal bag He wiped off his brow with an old dirty rag He'd tell you straight out just the way he believed Faith in the good Lord was all that ya need I remember the mornin' he first preached to me (chorus) He said give to your brother is he is in need Offer up thanks for the gifts you receive There's treasure in heaven for the generous few That was the gospel according to Luke So I bought him breakfast at the Daylight Cafe Biscuits and gravy, hot coffee, and eggs He was hungry and ragged, hadn't eaten in days But I was the one there who felt out of place When he folded his hands, bowed his head, and said grace


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A week ago Wednesday, I saw him again Downtown at the mission, surrounded by friends Handin' out all the change he'd collected that week Sayin' you boys might need this a lot more than me I try hard to practice the words that I preach (chorus) He was an old hand at livin' and makin' his way He smelled like old whiskey and he needed a shave His home was an alley off 8th Avenue If you had a minute or an hour or two He'd tell you the Gospel according to Luke

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