Last Heathen

Tim Easton

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You left your light behind
And you lost your best friends in time
You grab the good book just to save some souls
Well there's no use saving mine

Well I see you had some schooling
And I see it on the street
You're working overtime just to please your man
Could you ever wash his feet

Can't throw your weight around
Can't throw your Bible down
You can't stop, you have been spreading word
Until the last old heathen dead and gone

You make a joyful noise unto God
And you sing out the honor of his good name
It make no difference what we scream at you
You stay lovers just the same

Can't throw your weight around
Can't throw your good book Bible down
You can't stop you have been spreading his word
Until the last old heathen's dead and gone

Now for every soul you save
There is a thousand angels lost in hell
You're tellin' me that I'm gonna burn
Well if it's true you'll be there as well

Can't throw your weight around
Can't throw your good book bible down
You can't stop it spreading his word
Until the last old heathen
Last old heathen's dead and gone