B Em A B A B Verse One: B I don't have a lot, but I'm proud of what I've got C#m F# I can't complain C#m F# 'Cause I see people hangin' round, on the city streets downtown B Living on pocket change B7 B B7 There are times I've been confused, felt that I was born to lose E Oh, but I survived F# G#m F# Unlike the one's who pray and feel more than blessed each day B F# To just be still alive [Chorus #1] B Is there something we can do B7 E Seems the odds against survival are a million to one F# G#m The only hope they have will die F# G#m B F# In the hearts of you and I if nothing's ever done B I can't save them by myself B7 E Oh but God forbid that I just turn my head G#m C#m And walk on by B F# B A Don't let me be a stranger to those less fortunate than I Verse Two: B C#m Seems that old golden rule, that I learned back in school F# Has lost its shine C#m F# It's a crying shame, and I wonder could the blame B Be yours and mine B7 B B7 Discipline was tough, and that old principal was rough E But the times were good F# G#m F# 'Cause no one ever found one single child shot down B F# E In the neighborhood [Chorus #2] B Is there something we can do B7 E Seems the odds against survival are a million to one F# G#m 'Cause everyday that passes by F# G#m Another street gang victim dies B F# And still there's nothing done B I can't save them by myself B7 E G#m C#m Oh but God forbid that I just run away somewhere and hide B F# G#m F# E From the fear and the danger of those less fortunate than I B F# B Em B A B Lord don't let me be a stranger to those less fortunate than I
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