Lyrics

How many possessions can a man possess Before he acquires happiness - mmhhmm It begs the question in quiet reflection Can a man purchase his own redemption - mmhmm? One thing Mama told me It's the God's honest truth Rich man might deny it But I swear it ain't no use You can't take it with you When they lay you in the dirt Go ahead and try it You would not be the first Heaven ain't Las Vegas But I can think of somewhere worse You can't pull a U Haul behind your hearse - mmhhmm They can put you in your Sunday suit with pennies on your eyes But if you're going where I'm going you won't need no coat and tie - mmhhmm Cause naked you came to the world leaving it's just the same The day you meet St. Peter up at those pearly gates - mmhmm It's like trying to shove a camel Through the eye of a needle It ain't never gonna happen I just gotta tell ya people You can burn it, you can blow it You can bet it on roulette But Heaven's garments have no pockets For your old wallet - yeah
Writer(s): Kevin Bowe, Renee Austin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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