| Lyrics: | by Bob Dylan
When a man he serves the Lord, it makes his life worthwhile.
It don't
matter 'bout his position, it don't matter 'bout his lifestyle.
Talk about perfection, I ain't
never seen none
And there ain't no man righteous, no not one.
Sometimes the devil likes
to drive you from the neighborhood.
He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are
good.
Some like to worship on the moon, others are worshipping the sun
And there ain't no
man righteous, no not one.
Look around, ya see so many social hypocrites
Like to make
rules for others while they do just the opposite.
You can't get to glory by the raising and
the lowering of no flag.
Put your goodness next to God's and it comes out like a filthy
rag.
In a city of darkness there's no need of the sun
And there ain't no man righteous, no
not one.
Done so many evil things in the name of love, it's a crying shame
I never did
see no fire that could put out a flame.
Pull your hat down, baby, pull the wool down over
your eyes,
Keep a-talking, baby, 'til you run right out of alibis.
Someday you'll account
for all the deeds that you done.
Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.
God
got the power, man has got his vanity,
Man gotta choose before God can set him free.
Don't
you know there's nothing new that's under the sun?
Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not
one.
When I'm gone don't wonder where I be.
Just say that I trusted in God and that
Christ was in me.
Say He defeated the devil, He was God's chosen Son
And that there ain't no
man righteous, no not one. |
