Blood Washed Christian Boy

(song poem set to the music of "Long Haired Country Boy", by Charlie Daniels) Some people say I'm fanatical just howling at the moon, 'cause I praise God in the morning worship Him in the afternoon. Kind of like the old Apostle Paul I love to go around giving praise. I may not have much material wealth, but I know that my soul is saved. and I'm not asking this world for nothing, just praising God up on His throne. If you don't know what I'm saying you need to fall on your knees and make my God your own. There's the preacher man talking on t.v. he don't say nothing about the cross, but he wants me to send a donation because money is his boss. Tells me to just be a good man and support his ministry, guess he forgot about Jesus and how He died for you and me. and I'm not asking this world for nothing just praising God up on His throne. and if you still don't know what I'm saying, you better fall on your knees and make my God your own. Someday Jesus is coming back and then where will you stand? Will He tell you come on in or say you're the devil's man? You better get yourself together and make your choice today. You can either follow Jesus or throw your life away. One way leads to heaven and eternal life up above. The other leads to destruction if you reject God's love. and I'm not asking this world for nothing. Just praising God up on His throne. And if you still don't know what I'm saying you need to fall on your knees and make my God your own.