(Music and lyrics by Harmony James. Duet with Kevin Bennett)
She gave up her summer to work in a war zone
Thrown in the deep end with little support
She could have turned tail and headed back home
Instead she handed in notice and went straight to work
Some people judge, some people hate
Some people ask and others just take
What kind of world for a person to live
Thank God some people give
Its getting dark early and coming on winter
When most of us hurry on back to our homes
He heads to the street and he faces the weather
One hand for those who’ve got nowhere to go
Some people judge, some people hate
Some people ask and others just take
What kind of world for a person to live
Thank God some people give
The man with the bucket who takes all that money
And heads up the street tot the nearest hotel
I try not to begrudge him my gold coin donation
It might be the one light on a dark road through hell
Some people judge, some people hate
Some people ask and others just take
What kind of world for a person to live
Thank God some people give
Thank God, Thank God
Thank God for some people