Leave That To

I've never known what it's like real poverty And I've always been lucky life is good to me And since I've never known illness or physical pain I am not one with the right to complain Leave that to those who are doing it tough The homeless and destitute who have to live rough The forgotten people of Poverty Street Who search in rubbish bins for thrown out food to eat Leave that to the millions of Stateless refugees Hungry and subject to every known disease Life for them a constant survival fight If they complain they have earned the right I've lived for sixty one years in time a good span And I cannot complain I am a lucky man.