They say we are the Lord's children, I don't say that ain't true They say we are the Lord's children, I don't say that ain't true But if we all the same like each other, Ooh-well-well, why do they treat me like they do? What's wrong with the Lord's children? I don't understand What's wrong with the Lord's children? I don't understand Some men got no use for women Ooh well well, some women got no use for man I wanna live on children, soon I would just like to see I wanna live on children, I said I would just like to see What will become of us Ooh-well-well, by nineteen and fifty-three Some of the good Lord's children, some of them ain't no good Some of the good Lord's children, some of them ain't no good Some of them are the devil Ooh-well-well, and wouldn't help you if they could Some of the good Lord's children, is about to kneel and pray Some of the Lord's children, needs about to kneel and pray You serve the devil in the night Ooh-well-well, and serve the Lord in the day