My buddies ask me,   if I would write them a song   That says how we're different,   but how good we all get along      Well, Bob, he's a baptist   and his wife, she's cherokee   And Larry, he's a Lutheran,   and his grand daddy is Cree      Well, Paul, he's Penticostal   and his pastor prays for the Sea   and Rusty's dad is a rabbi   but we go huntin' go fish      Well, Carl, he's a Catholic boy,   and his daddy fought in the war   and Joe's mom is in Lebanon   and he knows he believes in the Law      He believes in one big God   and one big heaven   'cause that's where we all want   to be goin'      Well, daddy played his guitar   in churches all over the south   momma played piano   and sometimes she'd sing and shout   Sister's sang altogether   and brought the harmony out      And think about, one big God   and one big heaven   'cause that's where we all want   to be goin'      Well, me, I'm a believer   and I do believe   In all God's children   as far as I can see      Just one big God   and one big heaven   'cause that's where we all want   to be goin'      And one big God   and one big heaven,      Just save a little space ... for me.