Said send him money by July
Such seed money as time went by
Would harvest wealth so I could fly
He said I'd be rich don't deny
And drive a Cadillac whereby
I would be blessed for my supply
Of that smooth-talking preacher guy
The Disease of the Health & Wealth Gospel |
It's been three years since that July
I wrote that preacher asking why
I'm poorer now but no reply
I think that preacher told a lie
I found another preacher guy
Who asked for nothing to live by
He only came to give and die
Upon a cross for my supply