leave the judgin' to the man

Leave the preachin’ to the preacher,
Leave the teachin’ to the teacher,
Leave the eatin’ to the hungry,
Leave the cryin’’ to the sad,

Leave the lovin’ to the lover,
Leave the nursin’ to the mother,
Leave them all alone to do their own living,
in this world that they’re givin,
and trust that they will do it,
in the best way that they can

so before you start your crying,
cause you don’t think their trying,
just cause they’re not living,
by what you thinks the plan,

maybe its time you take a second,
its about damn time I reckon,
maybe you ought to step on back,
and leave the judging to the man

there are people cold and hungry,
just trying to feed their family,
and maybe they find ways to do it,
that you might not approve,
there are people wild and crazy,
just livin’ for their moments,
trying to find some happiness,
before their lives are through,

it’s all a part of living,
in this crazy world we’re given,
and in the end we all make decisions,
on how to play the crazy game,
maybe their idea of how to play it,
and the way you chose to weigh it,
well maybe they ain’t ever,
suppose to be the same.

it’s easy to sit and judge others,
by your own standards,
without looking into why’s,
of why, they live their lives their way.
but the only one we should be judging,
is on the other end of the mirror,
and that’s the only one we need to be impressing,
at the end of any day.

so the thoughts that I’m expressin’,
are hear if you want to listen,
and if you don’t wanna hear it,
just turn your ear the other way.

and Ill just keep on signing,
to the people that will listen,
about how the world might be better,
when there comes the day.

Where we can….

Leave the preachin to the preacher,
Leave the teachin to the teacher,
Leave the eatin to the hungry,
Leave the crying to the sad,

Leave the loving to the lover,
Leave the protectin’ to the brother,
Leave them all to do their own livin’,
in this world that they’re givin,
and trust they’re gonna do it,
in the best way that they can

before you start your whining,
because you don’t think their trying,
just cause they’re not living,
by what you think's the plan,
maybe its time you take a second,
its about damn time I reckon,
maybe you ought to step on back,
and leave the judging to the man