Follow Me

Someday your morning never sees you
Fingers folded in a state of grace
Ten percent redeems you, guarantees you a place with the Lord
But there’s more than one way to go, and I’ll show you
(Follow me)
Won’t you take my hand?
(Follow me)
To the Promised Land
(Follow me)
I’ll take you there with me
Paradise is free
All that praying is wasted
When selfish living darkens your way
The Promised Land is the same for any man with a pure heart
But there’s more than one way to go, and I’ll show you
(Follow me)
Won’t you take my hand?
(Follow me)
To the Promised Land
(Follow me)
I’ll take you there with me
Paradise is free
(Follow me)
Won’t you take my hand?
(Follow me)
To the Promised Land
(Follow me)
I’ll take you there with me
Paradise is free
(Follow me)
Won’t you follow me?
(Follow me)
Won’t you follow me?