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Those Less Fortunate Than I (Album Version)

Darryl Worley
2003-01-013:25 MinSynchronisierter Text

"Those Less Fortunate Than I (Album Version)" ist ein Song von Darryl Worley, 2003, Pop. Der Song dauert 3:25, 33 lines / 260 words.

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0:13I don't have a lot but I'm proud of what I've got
0:18I can't complain
0:24Cause I see people hangin round on the city streets downtown
0:30Living on pocket change
0:36Therere times I've been confused felt that I was born to lose
0:42Oh but I survived
0:48Unlike the ones who pray and feel more than blessed each day
0:55To just be still alive
1:00Is there something we can do
1:03Seems the odds against survival are a million to one
1:12The only hope they have will die
1:16In the hearts of you and I if nothings ever done
1:24I can't save them by myself
1:28Oh but God forbid that I just turn my head
1:32And walk on by
1:37Don't let me be a stranger to those less fortunate than i
1:49Seems that old golden rule that I learned back in school
1:56Has lost its shine
2:02Its a crying shame and I wonder could the blame
2:06Be yours and mine
2:14Discipline was tough and that old principal was rough
2:20But the times were good
2:25Cause no one ever found one single child shot down
2:31In the neighborhood
2:37Is there something we can do
2:40Seems the odds against survival are a million to one
2:49Cause every day that passes by
2:52Another street gang victim dies
2:55And still theres nothing done
3:01I can't save them by myself
3:04Oh but God forbid that I just run away somewhere and hide
3:13From the fear and the danger of those less fortunate than i
3:25Lord don't let me be a stranger to those less fortunate than i
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
Therere 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 nothings 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
Its 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 theres 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

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