INTRO As we journey along on life's wicked road, So selfish are we for silver and gold. You can treasure your wealth, your diamonds and gold, But my friend it won't save your poor wicked soul. For when God calls from his home up on high, To your earthly wealth you must say goodbye. Then its useless to you if you've strayed from the fold, For my friend it won't save your poor wicked soul. INSTRUMENTAL The rich man like all will be judged at that time, But all of his wealth will be left behind. For no matter how much earthly wealth you get hold, My friend it won't save your poor wicked soul. My friend it won't save your poor wicked soul.