As we journey along, on a life's wicked road
So selfish are we, for silver and gold
You can treasure your wealth, your diamonds and gold
But my friends 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 it's useless to you, if you've strayed from the fold
For my friend it won't save, your poor wicked soul

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

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Writer(s): HANK WILLIAMS SR.