Rusty Old Halo

I know a man, rich as a king,
Still he just won't give his neighbor a thing,
His day will come, I'll make a bet,
He'll get to Heaven and here's what he'll get;

Chorus:
A rusty old halo, and a skinny white cloud,
Some second hand wings, full of patches,
Rusty old halo, skinny white cloud,
A robe that's so wooley it scratches.

While you're on earth , shine like a star,
Brighten the corner wherever you are,
Doin' the best, that you can do,
That way you're sure that they'll never hand you;

Repeat chorus