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Rich Young Ruler Lyrics
By Derek Webb

Artist: David Webb
Album: Mockingbird
Date: 2005
Title: Rich Young Ruler

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(verse 1)
poverty is so hard to see
when itís only on your tv and twenty miles across town
where weíre all living so good
that we moved out of Jesusí neighborhood
where heís hungry and not feeling so good
from going through our trash
he says, more than just your cash and coin
i want your time, i want your voice
i want the things you just canít give me

(verse 2)
so what must we do
here in the west we want to follow you
we speak the language and we keep all the rules
even a few we made up
come on and follow me
but sell your house, sell your suv
sell your stocks, sell your security
and give it to the poor
what is this, hey whatís the deal
i donít sleep around and i donít steal
i want the things you just canít give me

(bridge)
because what you do to the least of these
my brotherís, you have done it to me
because i want the things you just canít give me



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