Well, we’ve traveled a lot of miles
And we’ve made a lot of friends,
Sang a few songs
And we sang ’em again.

We see all kinds of people
Coming down the street.
They sing a diff’rent tune
And they walk a diff’rent beat.

And their faces tell the story
Of the places they have been.
Might just be a dime in the hand of time,
But they all put a little bit in.

Wherever you’re going, wherever you’ve been,
Ev’rybody put a little bit in.
Whatever the color of your skin,
Ev’rybody put a little bit in.
Around the world we’re all kin.
Ev’rybody put a little bit in.
Got nothing to lose, ’cause we all win
When ev’rybody puts a little bit in.

Well, we all carry treasures
That make us unique
From the culture we show
To the language we speak.

And we’re all street singers
In our own way,
With our tales to tell
And our songs to play.

And our faces tell the story
Of the places we have been.
Might just be a dime in the hand of time,
But we all put a little bit in.

Wherever you’re going, wherever you’ve been,
Ev’rybody put a little bit in.
Chinese or Pole, Egyptian or Finn,
Ev’rybody put a little bit in.
Around the world we’re all kin.
Ev’rybody put a little bit in.
Got nothing to lose, ’cause we all win
When ev’rybody puts a little bit in.