Let me say, "Thank-you" to those who love many Let me say, "Thank-you" to those who still play fair Hallelujah, the meek shall inherit Let me say, "Thank-you" to all you people out there, out there Let me say, "Grace" for those who don't feel they matter May God look down on all the soldiers of this Earth Trying to find peace in this world that house so many Let me say, "Grace" for those who feel lost from birth, lost from birth Let's give a smile for those who feel that they have nothing Let me shake the hand of Johnny Doe out on the street Let's give a wink to those girls who don't feel pretty Let's find some water for those who need a drink, need a drink And when I see so many broken and lonely Soon to be entering Heaven's door Let me count the ways, let me count the blessings That no man should feel lonely anymore Let me say, "Thank-you" to the people raising families Let me say, "Thank-you" to the men who grow the bread And here's to dreams of a bigger, brighter future And that we all got someone to keep the stones from our bed Yeah, let me say, "Thank-you" to those who love many Let me say, "Thank-you" to those who still play fair Well, Hallelujah, the meek shall inherit Let me say, "Thank-you" to all you people out there, out there All you people out there so let me say, "Thank-you" © BELMONT MALL PUBLISHING; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com