Those Less Fortunate Than I

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