One Hundred Children Lyrics - Wanda Jackson

One hundred children brave boys and girls they come from nations all over the world 

One hundred children marching along one hundred children singing their song 

Don't blow up the world don't kill all the flowers 

Today this is your world tomorrow it's ours 

Leave us pure water and forest uncut think of tomorrow leave something for us 

Your God may be dead but ours is alive we think without him we cannot survive 

Punish the bad men praise all the good talk to your neighbors about brotherhood 

One hundred children... 

This is the song I was singing one night while I was thinking of wrong and of right 

I thought of good things that still could be done 

The marchers now number one hundred and one 

One hundred children... 

One hundred children...