Текст песни Count My Blessings

In and out Of situations I take the good with the bad Ups and downs Get complicated But I don't have the right To be sad How about the children who are hungry And never get to eat How about the people who are homeless Sleeping in the street Every night Before I go to sleep I count my blessings Instead of sheep I say a prayer My soul to keep I count my blessings When I hear The sound of complaining I put my hands to my ears Think of those Whose lives have been taken And thank the lord I am here I've got some money in my pocket A hand I can hold Somebody standing by me When the winter gets too cold Chorus I I'd give some away Share in my good fortune Hear Hear me when I say I'll give some away How about the people who are starving And never get to eat How about the children in the desert Dying from the heat