Some men came along, said I'm doing wrong singing my songs for the rock of all ages, (they said)
"Will they still like it where it's at? And put more hair and flash in your act,"
Well, my show is now act, it's just what I believe, so I told them they were wasting there time on me.
Because I'm never gonna serve... never gonna serve anyone else but you, my Lord,
No one but you, my Jesus,
I'm never gonna serve... never gonna serve anyone else but you, my Lord,
No one but you, my Jesus.
They can keep all their glitter and their fancy shoes,
I don't want their riches and I don't need their blues,
I guess all I'm saying is: I just wanna do it for you,
Nobody else but you.
They went right on trying to sell me their song, and kept telling me over and over, (they said)
"You could go buy you a meat-house star, and you could drive a new car, eat caviar,"
Well, I told them "No thanks" as I turned and walked out, 'cause I know who I am and I know where I'm bound.
And that I'm never gonna serve... never gonna serve anyone else but you, my Lord,
No one but you, my Jesus,
I'm never gonna serve... never gonna serve anyone else but you, my Lord,
No one but you, my Jesus.
Well, they can keep their champagne and their smoking rooms,
I don't want their fame and I don't need their food,
I guess all I'm saying is: I got to be singing for you, Lord,
Nobody else but you.
Nobody else but you,
No one else 'cause I'm never gonna serve... never gonna serve anyone else but you, my...
Nobody else but you.
