Sertanejo Cristão

They told me to stop being a brother, to sing in the mainstream
For the Brazilian crowd
They told me to be an artist, said I’d make the list
Of famous country stars

They told me it wouldn’t work out for me, that gospel wouldn’t pay
Can’t make money that way
That if I left Christian country to sing in the mainstream
Success would be guaranteed

But I said I don’t want it, I won’t sell out
Trade what God gave me for something that won’t last
Being famous is nice, who doesn’t want cash!
But fame will fade away

But I said I don’t want it, I won’t sell out
Trade what God gave me for what ends here
If I have food and clothes, that’s more than enough
Heaven has better things for me