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 [Incomprehensible] Well, my friend it won't save Won't save your poor wicked soul A [Incomprehensible] 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 --- Wealth Won't Save Your Soul - Solomon Burke