At the bottom of my dresser drawer forgotten, put away There laid momma's Bible, she gave me on my birthday The cover of that old good book is showin' out its age And just like me, my cover's worn, I've seen my better days When I was still a young boy, I've seen trouble come along I had a chip up on my shoulder, I still knew right from wrong I fought my way through high school and I might've lost my way Oh yes, I've done a lot of foolish things But still found time to read It's the cover not the pages that you see here tonight A man that's worn and tattered has a soul that's filled with light And I know I'm a sinner, but there's a saint inside of me Yes, I'm the pages not the cover, if you could look inside you'd see Now it's ten years later, and I've learned a thing or two I try to keep my distance from those things That a troubled man would do And I ask for forgiveness every day from up above I'm still trying not to hate, I'm still learning how to love It's the cover not the pages that you see here tonight A man that's worn and tattered has a soul that's filled with light And I know I'm a sinner, but there's a saint inside of me Yes, I'm the pages not the cover, if you could look inside you'd see Well, I'm the pages not the cover, if you could look inside you'd see Yes, I'm the pages not the cover, if you could look inside you'd see