I ain't namin' names

But I sense that some pride remains

And I do not want to exclude myself

But I had to take a look

In the light of God's own Book

So see if this sin ain't yours as well



Do you hail the gifted ones

And the others do you shun?

Do you speak to only those you chose?

Well, God's love, it has no bounds

Has no ups, and it has no downs

Goes out to those who win and to those who lose



Now, clubs and cliques, they choose and pick

And they make their interviews

Screen the undesirables

And turn down clowns and fools

But Jesus died for sinners

Losers and winners

Yes, it's proven by His love for me and you



Do you give the highest place

To someone 'cause you like his face

And turn aside those you deem less than yourself?

Well, love that is natural

Can be less than satisfactual

For we all are one, no less than anyone else