Chorus
Why can't all God's children get along
We can't all be right, we can't all be wrong
We're just different singers in the same old song
Why can't all God's children get along?
1.
Red and yellow, black brown and white;
We all look the same in the dead of the night.
Whooping and hollering, putting up a fight;
Dark days are coming, I can't see the light.
Repeat Chorus
2.
Once upon a time things were sunny and blue;
The world was a garden but there were only two.
More came along with their own point of view,
If it's gonna get good, it's up to me and you.
