As we journey alongOn life’s wicked roadSo selfish are weFor silver, platinum and gold
You can treasure your wealthYour diamonds and your goldBut my friend it won’t saveIt won’t save, your poor wicked soul
For when God callsFrom his heavenly home on highTo your earthly wealthSome how, no matter what you thinkYou must say goodbye
Then it’s useless to youIf you’ve strayed from the foldJust don't stray from the foldFor my friend, it won’t saveOh, it won’t save your wicked soul
The rich man like all, Oh LordWill be judged at that timeBut all of his wealthWill be left behind
For no matter how muchEarthly wealth you getWell, my friend it won’t saveWon’t save your poor wicked soul
A won’t saveOh, won't save your poor wicked soulOh, no, it won't save your poor wicked soulIt won't save your soul
