Blake Shelton - Problems At Home lyrics

Fires are burning, up the forests!

down along the Amazon!

there´s children starving in Guatémala!

Their just barely hanging on!

And I pray, they´ll find the answer!

that there´s a Way, to right the wrong!

And Lord while you´re listening could I mention, some troubles of my own!

I got problems, right here at home!

A teenage boy, in Mississippi, brings his daddy's

gun to school!

A little girl in New York city, buy´s cocain for mama to use!

And I pray, they´ll find the answer!

that there´s a Way, to right the wrong!

And Lord while you´re listening could I mention, some troubles of my own!

I got problems, right here at home!

My wife is crying, our baby´s fighting! a battle that she may not win,

the doctors doing, All that he can!

God now it´s all in your hands!

And I pray, they´ll find the answer!

that there´s a Way, to right the wrong!

Now I´m just one Man, a grain of sand!

and a troubled world I know!

But I got a problem, right here at home,

I got a problem, right here at home!