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My buddies ask me,If I would write them a songThat says how we're different,But how good we all get alongWell, Bob, he's a baptistAnd his wife, she's cherokeeAnd Larry, he's a Lutheran,And his grand daddy is CreeWell, Paul, he's PenticostalAnd his pastor prays for the SeaAnd Rusty's dad is a rabbiBut we go huntin' go fishWell, Carl, he's a Catholic boy,And his daddy fought in the warAnd Joe's mom is in LebanonAnd he knows he believes in the LawHe believes in one big GodAnd one big heaven'cause that's where we all wantTo be goin'Well, daddy played his guitarLetras de cancionesIn churches all over the southMomma played pianoAnd sometimes she'd sing and shoutSister's sang altogetherAnd brought the harmony outAnd think about, one big GodAnd one big heaven'cause that's where we all wantTo be goin'Well, me, I'm a believerAnd I do believeIn all God's childrenAs far as I can seeJust one big GodAnd one big heaven'cause that's where we all wantTo be goin'And one big GodAnd one big heaven,Just save a little space ... for me. From Letras Mania