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