God's Chilren Lyrics
Man made the buildings that reach for the sky
And man made the motorcar and learned how to drive .
But he didn't make the flowers and he didn't make the trees
And he didn't make you and he didn't make me
And he's got no right to turn us into machines
Oh, he's hot no right at all
"cause we are all God's children
And he got no right to change us
Oh, we gotta go back the way the good Lord made us all
I dont' want this world to chane me
I wanna go back the way the good Lord made me Same lungs that He gave me to breath with
Same eye He gave me to see with
Oh,the rich man,the poor man, the saint and the sinner
The wise man,. the simpleton, the loser and the winner
We are all of the same to Him
Stripped of of our clothes and all the things we own
Oh, the day that we are born