Lyrics
Some folks say we're all God's children
And maybe we are, I don't know
But sometimes I find that rather hard to believe
And living in a ghetto like I do
You find a little everything going on
All the fussing and fighting and what not
When I'm trying to get my rest
Really makes it hard for me to believe
But right now I would just like to tell you about
Some of the people you might find in my neighborhood
I know a man who curses his brother
I know a man who thinks of no other
Always chasing after money
Thinks a poor man is funny
It's hard, oh, it's hard to believe he's a child of God, oh yeah
I know a woman who steals from her mother
And that same woman, she gets drunk one day to another
She kiss her kids out in the streets
Puts another man under their father's sheets
And I find it hard, oh, it's hard to
Believe she's a child of God, oh yeah
I know some people who go to church on Sunday
And these here same people will wear a sheet on Monday
They talk about justice and being free
But they'll watch a lynching so easily
Yes it's hard, hey, it's hard to
Believe they're children of God, oh yeah
I find it hard to believe right now, oh yeah
I find it hard to believe right now
That these people call themselves children of God
Oh, it's so hard to believe right now