Letra de «What Good»
Rich Young Man, You Think You Can
Make It Through the World On the Things
You've Got
I'll Tell You, I Know It's True
You Can't Get to Heaven On Things You've
Bought
They're Going to Leave You They're Going to Fade Away
What Good Is It a Man To Gain the Whole World And Forfeit His Soul What Good Is It a Man To Gain the Whole World And Forfeit His Soul
Poor Old Soul, He Got More Than the Kings of a Thousand Countries What He Owns Ain't Silver Or Gold This Boy Is Bound For Glory
He's Going to Leave Us He Going to Fly Away
They're Going to Leave You They're Going to Fade Away
What Good Is It a Man To Gain the Whole World And Forfeit His Soul What Good Is It a Man To Gain the Whole World And Forfeit His Soul
Poor Old Soul, He Got More Than the Kings of a Thousand Countries What He Owns Ain't Silver Or Gold This Boy Is Bound For Glory
He's Going to Leave Us He Going to Fly Away
