Passing Through

I saw Adam leave the garden With an apple in his hand I said "Now that you're out, what are you gonna do?" He said "Plant some crops and pray for rain Maybe raise a little Cain I'm an orphan now and I'm only passing through" Passing through, passing through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passing through I kept Jesus in my sight I was almost a disciple, but not quite Yet I can confirm all the stories about him are true I recall his kind eyes and his grin And his beautiful olive-brown skin And the way he laughed as he was passing through Passing through, passing through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passing through Well I guided Shakespeare's pen As he wrote down the follies of men And when his mighty mind drew blank, I whispered clues When he sensed that I was close He cried "Are you angel or are you ghost?" I said "I'm a servant like you, Will, bearing witness as we're passing through" Passing through, passing through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passing through I rode with Sitting Bull When the red berry moon was full He was the father and the champion of the Sioux Through tears I asked him why He was unafraid to die He said "This life is only dream, and we're all just passing through" Passing through, passing through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passing through Well I marched with Martin Luther King In sixty-three in spring When he said "I have a dream to share with you" The gates of hope swung wide that day But Martin only pointed out the way For his time was short And he was only passing through Passing through, passing through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passing through I was close by George Floyd's side On the dreadful day he died I filmed his murder on my phone So all the world could see it too By the time the news was known George was already home His sacrifice made while he was passing through Passing through, passing through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passing through Now this day is almost done And my song is almost sung And pretty soon this scene will fade from our view If we never meet again Remember me as an old friend That we met one time When we were passing through Passing through, passing through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passing through Passing through, passing through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passing through Tell the people that you saw me passing through Tell the people that you saw me passing through