Those Less Fortunate Than I — текст песни (Darryl Worley)

(Mark Nesler)

I don`t have a lot, but I`m proud of what I`ve got
I can`t complain
`Cause I see people hangin` round, on the city streets downtown
Living on pocket change
There`re times I`ve been confused, felt that I was born to lose
Oh but I survived
Unlike the one`s who pray and feel more than blessed each day
To just be still alive

Is there something we can do
Seems the odds against survival are a million to one
The only hope they have will die
In the hearts of you and I if nothing`s ever done
I can`t save them by myself
Oh but God forbid that I just turn my head
And walk on by
Don`t let me be a stranger to those less fortunate than I

Seems that old golden rule, that I learned back in school
Has lost its shine
It`s a crying shame, and I wonder could the blame
Be yours and mine
Discipline was tough, and that old principal was rough
But the times were good
`Cause no one ever found one single child shot down
In the neighborhood

Is there something we can do
Seems the odds against survival are a million to one
`Cause every day that passes by
Another street gang victim dies
And still there`s nothing done
I can`t save them by myself
Oh but God forbid that I just run away somewhere and hide
From the fear and the danger of those less fortunate than I
Lord don`t let me be a stranger to those less fortunate than I