Passing Through by Dick Blakeslee

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I saw Jesus on the cross on a hill called Calvary
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"Do you hate mankind for what they done to you?"
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He said, "Talk of love not hate, things to do - it's getting late.
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I've so little time and I'm only passing through."

Passing through, passing through.
Sometimes happy, sometimes blue,
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glad that I ran into you.
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Tell the people that you saw me passing through.

////Same pattern for verse and chorus for whole song////

I saw Adam leave the Garden with an apple in his hand,
I said "Now you're out, what are you going to do?"
"Plant some crops and pray for rain, maybe raise a little cane.
I'm an orphan now, and I'm only passing through."

Passing through, passing through ...

I was with Washington at Valley Forge, shivering in the snow.
I said, "How come the men here suffer like they do?"
"Men will suffer, men will fight, even die for what they think is right
even though they know they're only passing through"

Passing through, passing through ...

I was with Franklin Roosevelt's side on the night before he died.
He said, "One world must come out of World War Two." Ah, the fool
"Yankee, Russian, white or tan," he said, "A man is still a man.
We're all on one road, and we're only passing through."

Passing through, passing through ...

additional verses:

I was aboard the Dorchester
The night that she went down
And four chaplains gave their life-belts to the crew.
Arm in arm on bended knee
They prayed for you and me
We’re all brothers and we’re only passing through.

“I rode with old Abe Lincoln on that train to Gettysburg
I said: “What are we gonna do?”
He said: “All men must be unconditonally free
Or there is no reason to be passing through.”

“I heard Ghandi speak one night, I said man we`ve got to fight,
He said love is the weapon we must use,
It is love that we must choose so none will ever lose,
Were all brothers, and were only passing through.”