Wealth Won't Save Your Soul - Solomon Burke

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

Well, my friend it won’t save

Won’t save your poor wicked soul

A 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