I'm Saved

<p>It was a Sunday morning 10:34<br/>I woke up late on my kitchen floor<br/>From partying last night again<br/>I had to face the day with a head of pain<br/>I fumbled around with my TV set<br/>To catch a flick and try to forget<br/>I turned on this black evangelist<br/>Who preached the word with a funky twist<br/>His choir moved then sang and shout<br/>I hoped in my car went to check it out<br/>I got there late<br/>As I approached the door<br/>There was a big soul brother around 6 foot 4<br/>Who reached out to shake with a smile of love<br/>And a hand as big as a boxing glove<br/>Then he said<br/>He looked in my eyes to my soul inside<br/>Then he said these words<br/>To me<br/><br/>Are you saved?<br/>Born all over again<br/>Are you saved?<br/>Free from the power of sin<br/>Son are you saved?<br/>Born all over again<br/>Are you saved?<br/>Dead to sin<br/><br/>Well I walk right in<br/>I made a left<br/>What I saw I just nearly lost my breath<br/>The choir swaying to and fro<br/>While they sang about the battle of Jericho<br/>A preacher man in a three piece with two toned shoes and a tie to boot<br/>He said God sent his only son to say us from the evil one<br/>If you&#x27;re not born again don&#x27;t stall<br/>Come down when I give the alter call<br/>Well I felt my feet shuffle down the aisle<br/>While sinners marched down single file<br/>And something drove me to my knees<br/>Like a devine electricity<br/>And I said<br/>With my hands held high I began to cry<br/>And I said these words out loud<br/><br/>Well I&#x27;m saved<br/>Born all over again<br/>I&#x27;m saved<br/>Free from the power of sin<br/>Son I am saved<br/>Born all over again<br/>I&#x27;m saved<br/>Dead to sin<br/>Dead to sin<br/>Dead to sin