I’m Saved Carman

[Carman, Choir]

It was a Sunday morn, 10:34
I woke up late on my kitchen floor
From partying last night again
I had to face the day with a head of pain
I fumbled 'round with my TV set
To catch a flick and try to forget
I tuned on this black evangelist
Who preached the Word with a funky twist
His choir grooved then sang and shout
I hopped in my car, went to check it out
I got there late; as I approached the door
There was a big soul brother 'round 6 foot 4
Who reached out to shake with a smile of love
And a hand as big as a boxing glove
Then he said
He looked in my eyes to my soul inside
Then he said these words to me

"Are you saved?"
Saved!
Born all over again
"Are you saved?"
Saved!
Free from the power of sin
"Son, are you saved?"
Saved!
Born all over again
"Are you saved?"
Saved!
Dead to sin