I say I'm a Christian and
have been for years
but I really can't tell
you when,
or if I prayed through
or whatever it was
that you had to do way back
then.
I say I love God and the
things that He wrote,
The Bible, I'm told, is His
book.
Right now I'm not sure where
it is in my house.
Guess I’ll find it
when I find time to look.
I say that I'm good and don't
think that I sin,
that ''little white lies''
are OK.
That's how I feel, and it's
fine with me,
if Jesus came back today.
I say it's not cursing to use God's name
as a by-word, when I mean
''wow" or "cool"!
It's common today, and I see
no problem.
Besides, I'm not breaking
some rule.
I say that Sunday's my time
with my family.
No, I don't go to church any
more.
Most preachers are boring and
there's hypocrites there,
so you won't see
me wasting time at their door.
I say to my friends,
"Please save your breath
about church, 'cause I really
don't care.
So what that your worship's
important to you.
I wish you didn’t think you
must share!”
I say there's no Heaven and
certainly no Hell,
that thIs life is all that
there is.
So I cruise along, doing
whatever I want,
Living in sweet ignorant
bliss.
I say "but what if"
what my friends say is true –
Yeah, sometimes I have a
few doubts.
But I'll take my chances. I'm
OK with my life.
I'll play 'til my lights go
out.
But if what they say – that
there's more than this life –
there's Hell and there's
Satan and sin ...
They talk, too, of
mercy, so when I finally pass through –
Maybe God will still tell me
"come in"!
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