Now and then an old friend of mine,
I've not seen for some time,
Will stop by and ask me
where I been, What's on my mind.
They wonder why I'm not drinkin',
And still painting this old town red.
I tell them I'm serving Jesus now,
And the old man is dead

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And the man you see before you,
May look a lot the same,
I may wear the same clothes,
And have the same old name.
But you're looking' on the outside,
If you could see inside instead,
You would see a brand new man,
Cause the old man is dead.

I used to live such a wicked life,
I had no peace inside.
I was lost in darkness,
Searching for the light.
Then one night in a little church,
After hearin' what the preacher said,
I gave my life to Jesus,
And the old man is dead.

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