what's your thing
staple singers, the
don't let the color of my skin
come between me and you friend
but i got love for everybody
i'm not here to be your guide
but i'll-a march with ya 'til my feet are sore by your side
to give us all just a little love
wash all the hate and sin out of our minds
and make this a better world
wipe that frown off your face
'cause god put love in everybody's hearts
you got to clean up your own backyard
then you just go right from yard to yard
you can't beat them three
you can't beat them three
you can't beat them three
you can't beat them three
but it sound mighty good to me