Judgment Day
~ Judgment Day…
Well when we're kneeling there before the Lord
he won't give a hoot what color's our skin
He'll only care if we've opened our heart
and if'n we had let his love flow in
He'll look fer the cowboy who has stood tall
when he was tempted to go ‘gainst the good
Who was counted on to help his brother
get through their troubles anytime he could
One that prays to God for his guiding hand
so he might help his brother find the way
One that loved his neighbor even though they
look different or had something else to say
The problem it seems we just view the world
in either black, white, yellow, brown or red
But when we have to make that final stand
God won't see our skin but our soul instead
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