or
Third Day

Rich young man, you think you can
Make it through the world on the things
you've got
I'll tell you, I know it's true
You can't get to heaven on things you've
bought

They're going to leave you
They're going to fade away

What good is it a man
To gain the whole world
And forfeit his soul
What good is it a man
To gain the whole world
And forfeit his soul

Poor old soul, he got more
Than the kings of a thousand countries
What he owns ain't silver or gold
This boy is bound for glory

He's going to leave us
He going to fly away

Written by POWELL, JOHNNY MAC / ANDERSON, SAMUEL TAI / AVERY, BRADLEY B. C. / CARR, DAVID / LEE, MARK D.
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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