Darryl Worley - Those Less Fortunate than I lyrics
[Darryl Worley - Those Less Fortunate than I lyrics]
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's times I've been confused
Felt that I was born to lose
Oh, but I survived
Unlike the ones 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 it's 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
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's times I've been confused
Felt that I was born to lose
Oh, but I survived
Unlike the ones 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 it's 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