Man made the buildings that reach for the sky
   And man made the motorcar and learned how to fly
   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 got no right to turn us into machines
   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
  
   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