The Old Man Is Dead

Now and then an old friend of mine I have not seen for some time
Will stop by and ask me where I've been and what's on my mind
He wonders why I'm not drinking or painting this whole town red
I tell him I'm serving Jesus now and that old man is dead

Now the man you see before you, we look a lot the same
We still wear the same clothes, still got the same name
But you're looking from the outside if you could see inside instead
You would see a brand new man and the old man is dead

I used to live such a wicked life, I had no hope inside
I was lost in darkness, searching for the light
Then one night in a little church after hearing what the preacher said
I gave my life to Jesus and that old man was dead

Now the man you see before you, we look a lot the same
We still wear the same old clothes, still answer to the same old name
But you're looking from the outside, try to see inside instead
You would see a brand new man and that old man is dead

Now the man you see before you, we look a lot the same
We still wear the same old clothes, still answer to the same old name
But you're looking from the outside if you could see inside instead
You would see a brand new man and that old man is dead

Stop looking on my outside try to see inside instead
You would see a brand new man and that old man is dead