Oh, how wide the road is

Look at all the glitter

Full of hype and glamour

Don't look down to see the litter.

Sex shows, drugs, guns

Shiny golden things

Lock them up when you buy them. Don't look down at the dirty rings.

More locks and better alarms

To keep others from coveting

All the pleasures you love

Don't listen to what death sings.

Have fun out there on the wide road

There's nothing at the end but the grave

Me I'll stay on my little path

I'll remember Jesus Saved.