I gave my soles to Jesus

I gave my soles to Jesus

He never gave them back

I lent them for his journey

Down that rough and rocky track

He was coming down from Calvary

His feed cut on the rocks

I had two pairs, he got my spares

But I held on to my socks

Jesus, oh Jesus

I hope you’ve saved my soles

I’ll be needing them in heaven

When I’ve finished growing old

(Jesus, oh Jesus

It’s not just about the cold

If the streets are paved with gold)

I gave my soles to Jesus

For that he gave me thanks

I took them from my rucksack

And approached him through the cranks

He’s come down from the crucifix

He was miserable and cross

He put them on, the turned, was gone

His gain became my loss

I gave my soles to Jesus

By luck or chance they fit

I gave them gladly

But what really go my tit

He ascended into heaven

In a pale unearthly light

But he didn’t leave my sandals

And I really thought he might