Ken Ficara

You Must Unload Blind Alfred Reed You fashion loving Christians you'll surely be denied You must unload, you must unload You're robbing God of treasure when you feed yourselves with pride You must, you must unload The way is straight and narrow and the few are in the road My brother and my sister there's no other mode If you want to get to heaven, your future uphold You must, you must unload You money loving Christians you refuse to pay your share You want to get to heaven on the cheapest kind of fare You puffer of the cigarettes you've made your fate secure There'll be no more tobacco in the land where all is pure. You Christians with card parties there'll be no place for you There'll be no playing Euchre in the land where all is true.