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, somеtimes blue
Glad that I ran into you
Tell thе people that you saw me passing through

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

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 you 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