| 'Cause they can’t stop what men do
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| And that’s why, Lord, I calling you
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| They don’t even know, know how to sing
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| And these are troubled times we’re living in (Listen)
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| When women falls, children cries
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| And dearest Lord, some will die (That's why I’ve got to sing)
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| God, God, God, God, God, God (Good God)
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| God; |
| bless the children (Have mercy!)
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| God; |
| bless the children
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| Teach us how to love like never before
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| An' may we never-never-never study war no more
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| Talk to the hearts of a million believers
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| An' make them understand (Right now, Lord)
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| Children need us
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| I know, oh yes, I know, it’s not right
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| But I mean it, I mean it
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| If they start that fight in the night, ya
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| God, God, God, God, God
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| God; |
| bless the children
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| God; |
| bless the children
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| So many times I have heard this phrase
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| «That trouble, it will last always»
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| Now, I’m not saying that this phrase is wrong
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| But, I’m wondering right now how we’ve last so long
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| You see a newborn baby in some crying mother’s arm
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| And when you think of all the countries
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| That have begun, just now to say
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| God, God, God, God, God |