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"My Own Backyard" Lyrics

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Thomas Jefferson Washington
Is only eight years old
He lives with his mother
In an old abandoned car they call home
Since his daddy has been gone
From the windy city skyline
It's easy to look down
On the miracle mile
That might as well be a million miles
From Tommy's side of town
And there are far away places
That I would like to think
Keep all the world's suffering
At a safe arm's length
But I can't keep pretending
When I only have to look as far
As my own back yard
Tonight a little girl named Jesse
Will find it hard to sleep
On a desert reservation
Without the American dream
And without enough to eat
Sometimes you will find her
Staring at the sky
Wondering why so many things
Have to be so hard in her life
And Jesse starts to cry
And there are far away places
That I would like to think
Keep all the world's suffering
At a safe arm's length
But I can't keep pretending
When I only have to look as far
As my own back yard
I will sing of compassion
I will sing of charity
I will sing to remember
That in the very least of these
It is Jesus that we see

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<marquee direction='up' scrolldelay='210' width='270' height='300'><a name=''>Thomas Jefferson Washington Is only eight years old He lives with his mother In an old abandoned car they call home Since his daddy has been gone From the windy city skyline It's easy to look down On the miracle mile That might as well be a million miles From Tommy's side of town And there are far away places That I would like to think Keep all the world's suffering At a safe arm's length But I can't keep pretending When I only have to look as far As my own back yard Tonight a little girl named Jesse Will find it hard to sleep On a desert reservation Without the American dream And without enough to eat Sometimes you will find her Staring at the sky Wondering why so many things Have to be so hard in her life And Jesse starts to cry And there are far away places That I would like to think Keep all the world's suffering At a safe arm's length But I can't keep pretending When I only have to look as far As my own back yard I will sing of compassion I will sing of charity I will sing to remember That in the very least of these It is Jesus that we see Lyrics provided by: <a href="//www.music-lyrics-christian.com">Christian Music</a></marquee>