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People steal, they cheat and lie |
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For wealth and what it will buy. |
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But don't they know on the Judgment Day |
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That gold and silver will melt away. |
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I'd rather be in a deep, dark grave |
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And know that my poor soul was saved |
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Than live in this world in a house of gold |
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And deny my God and doom my soul. |
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What good is gold and silver, too, |
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If your heart's not good and true? |
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Sinner, hear me when I say, |
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Fall down on your knees and pray. |
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I'd rather be in a deep, dark grave |
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And know that my poor soul was saved |
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Than live in this world in a house of gold |
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And deny my God and doom my soul. |
