Rusty old halo

I know a man, rich as a king, 
Still he just won't give his neighbor a thing, 
His day will come, I'll make a bet, 
He'll get to Heaven and here's what he'll get; 
 
Chorus: 
A rusty old halo, and a skinny white cloud, 
Some second hand wings, full of patches, 
Rusty old halo, skinny white cloud, 
A robe that's so wooley it scratches. 
 
While you're on earth , shine like a star, 
Brighten the corner wherever you are, 
Doin' the best, that you can do, 
That way you're sure that they'll never hand you; 
 
Repeat chorus