God's Children (End)

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 No, he's got 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 don't want this world to change me I wanna go back the way the good Lord made me Same lungs that He gave me to breath with Same eyes 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 the same to Him Stripped of our clothes and all the things we own The day that we are born We are all God's children And they got no right to change us Oh, we gotta go back, the way the good Lord made Oh, the good Lord made us all And we are all His children And they got no right to change us Oh, we gotta go back, the way the good Lord made us all Yeah, we gotta go back, the way the good Lord made us all