Letra de What good

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