paroles de chanson Problems At Home - Blake Shelton

Fires are burning, up the forests!
Down along the Amazon!
There′s children starving in Guat'mala!
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!