All of God’s Children Ain’t Free

I'd sing more about moral of this land
But all God's children aren't free
I'd open up every door I can
Because all God's children aren't free
I met a beaten broken man he
Shovels dirt but got no land
And he held out his hand to
Me all God's children aren't free
I'd sing along too a silly song
But all God's children aren't free
I'm going to sing the blues for
The men they done wrong
Because all God's children aren't free
Mister how bout the man you condemn to die
But taking everything that he's living by
And reject him from society all
God's children aren't free
No reject him from society all
God's children aren't free

I'd be happy walking any street but
All God's children aren't free
I'd whistle down the road but
I wouldn't feel right
I'd hear somebody crying out at night
From a sharecropper shack or penitentiary
All God's children aren't free