Go for the Gold - Slaid Cleaves

There’s only one rule, that you must heed

It conquers fear, hatred and greed

It trumps all others, Your soul to feed

There’s only one rule, You’ll ever need

You could be Hindu, You may be be Sikh

It makes no difference, What tongue you speak

You could pray to Allah, Or be an atheist

You’ll be righteous, If you remember this

It ain’t the silver, It ain’t the bronze

It’s the foundation, That all rests upon

No precious metal, Will save your soul

But if you seek glory, Go for the gold

Some so-called Christians, From time to time

Forget this rule, And become blind

They use their church, To try and separate

When it’s common ground, That makes us great

It ain’t the silver, It’s much more dear

When Jesus spoke, Did you not hear?

Unto others, You must do

As you’d have them, Do unto you

Forget those silly little laws, thou shalt nots on days of the week

How to dress and who stoned who, what you can and cannot eat

When you go home now, Remember please

To count your blessings, Down on your knees

And make a promise, To do the best you can

To be a friend, To your fellow man

It ain’t the silver, It ain’t the bronze

It doesn’t matter, Who’s team you’re on

No precious metal, Will save your soul

But if you seek glory, Go for the gold