I'm not a savior, and I'm not a saint.

The man with the answers I certainly ain't.


I wouldn't tell you what's right or what's wrong.


I'm just a singer of songs.



But I can take you for a walk along a little country stream.

I can make you see through lovers' eyes and understand their dreams.


I can help you hear a baby's laugh and feel the joy it brings.


Yes, I can do it with the songs I sing.

I'm not a prophet, and I'm not a priest.


I'm not a wise man who's come from the East.


I wouldn't tell you what's right or what's wrong.

I'm just a singer of songs.



But I can take you to a city where a man was crucified.


I can tell you how He lived, and I can tell you why He died.


I can help proclaim the glory of this mighty king of kings.

Yes, I can do it with the songs I sing.


I'm not a great man. I don't claim to be.


But when I meet my Maker and He questions me,

I won't hang my head. I'll stand proud and strong


and say, "I was a singer. Lord, I was a singer.


Yes, I was a singer of songs."