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