Вступление
[Verse 1]
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You curse the so called bums that you see on the street, you get mad at the maître d' because
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he gave away your seat, but what if your brother had made that mistake, what if he had no place
D G C G
to stay and nothing to eat, I bet you'd give your last dollar of forgive such a trivial thing
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well guess what my friend though your not blood brothers there still your fathers sons
[Chorus]
C D G Em
So have some compassion for the downtrodden and patience for your fellow man
C D G
after all we're all our fathers sons
[Verse 2]
G C G D
We all get mad at the guy thats driving to slow, or paying with change at the gas and go
G C G
we've all had those times we couldn't find that turn, or those years counting change
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to get back and forth to work, we should give our brother room so he can concentrate
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or swipe our card and fill up our brothers tank after all what would our father think
[Chorus]
C D G Em
So have some compassion for the downtrodden and patience for your fellow man
C D G
after all we're all our fathers sons
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