Wealth Won't Save Your Soul

As we journey along
On life’s wicked road
So selfish are we For silver, platinum and gold
You can treasure your wealth
Your diamonds and your gold
But my friend it won’t save
It won’t save, your poor wicked soul
For when God calls
From his heavenly home on high
To your earthly wealth
Some how, no matter what you think
You must say goodbye
Then it’s useless to you
If you’ve strayed from the fold
Just don’t stray from the fold
For my friend, it won’t save
Oh, it won’t save your wicked soul
The rich man like all, Oh Lord
Will be judged at that time
But all of his wealth
Will be left behind
For no matter how much
Earthly wealth you get
Well, my friend it won’t save
Won’t save your poor wicked soul
A won’t save
Oh, won’t save your poor wicked soul
Oh, no, it won’t save your poor wicked soul
It won’t save your soul