"Could It Be Me" lyrics - CHARLIE DANIELS BAND

The glory of Egypt, its wealth and its power, shines as bright as a bird that was fire.
Splendor and majesty, silver and gold, are all that a man could desire.
Hey! I could stay here and look out for myself. Why should I care about anyone else?
These Hebrews, these slaves, these people I see, should mean nothing to me.
But lately I'm haunted by visions, and thoughts, and feelings that I can't explain.
They trouble my sleep and they torture my dreams. They sound and resound in my brain!
I know it's not right. I know it's not fair.
But why should I worry? Why should I care?
I should turn my back, just walk away, have nothing to say!

But the blood of Abraham flows in veins!
I see their misery and I feel their pain.
It keeps pulling me on, like a moth to the flame.
It won't let me be!
The Spirit of Isaac cries out from the grave,
"These are the Children of Jacob. They're not Pharoah's slaves.
Jehovah will send somebody to save them and set them free."
Could it be me?

I'm not an angel and I'm not a king. I'm just a mere, mortal man.
But, if I run away from this burden I feel, then I'll have their blood on my hands.
But what can I do, and where can I start,
When there's fire in my soul, and there's pain in my heart?
What bridge will I burn? What price will I pay?
"God help me," I pray!

'Cause the blood of Abraham flows in veins!
I see their misery. I feel their pain.
It keeps pulling me on, like a moth to the flame.
It won't let me be!
The Spirit of Isaac cries out from the grave,
"These are the Children of Jacob. They're not Pharoah's slaves.
Jehovah will send somebody to save them and set them free."
Could it be me?

But the blood of Abraham flows in veins!
I see their misery. I feel their pain.
It keeps pulling me on, like a moth to the flame.
It won't let me be! (Won't let me be!)
The Spirit of Isaac cries out from the grave,
"These are the Children of Jacob. They're not Pharoah's slaves.
Jehovah will send somebody to save them and set them free."
Could it be me?

Could it be?

Could it be me?