[Verse 1] Old men sit Where the coffee’s black Worn-out hats Pushed way back Old blue jeans Faded thin Hands like leather Sun baked in [Pre-Chorus] They don’t waste A word on pride They just scoot over And let you sit beside [Chorus 1] Old men and Jesus Worn hats and old jeans Front porch wisdom And things you still need A little bit of mercy A little hard truth A place to sit down When the world wears through They don’t shine pretty But they hold on strong Old men and Jesus Been right all along [Verse 2] One says, “Son You look run down” I say, “No sir” He says, “Sit down” He pours coffee Like it’s grace Lets the quiet Have its place [Pre-Chorus] Ain’t no sermon Ain’t no show Just the kind of peace That talks real slow [Chorus 2] Old men and Jesus Worn hats and old jeans Screen-door prayers And porch-light dreams A little bit of mercy A little hard truth A hand on your shoulder When the road cuts through They don’t shine pretty But they hold on strong Old men and Jesus Been right all along [Bridge] Some things get better With weather and time A Bible on the table A cedar box knife A hymn half-sung From a cracked church pew And somebody saying “I been there too” [Final Chorus] Old men and Jesus Worn hats and old jeans The kind of steady This world don’t keep A little bit of mercy A little hard truth A way back home When you’ve come unglued They don’t shine pretty But they hold on strong Old men and Jesus Been right all along [Outro] Yeah, old men and Jesus Been right all along
