Lyrics:

I see sad, sad faces in far away places
Scattered all around the world
Livin' in cardboard cities, Lord you got to have pity
On the hungry little boys and girls
And if it wasn't for a lovin' gracious Lord
That could be me and you
It's time to quit our complaining
And start remembering who we all owe it to

Don't forget to thank the teacher and the preacher
For saving your mind and your soul
Don't forget to thank the fireman, the policeman
When your world's going out of control
Don't forget to thank the mothers and the soldiers
Prayin' and goin' to war
And at the end of the day, don't forget to thank the Lord

Well there's too much hate and too much debating
And politicking going on
We get to fussin' 'bout the process, worry 'bout the BS
Instead of what makes us strong
Like in God we trust and the ones we love
And workin' hard every day
And if you don't like it, friend, you can leave it
But you better listen when I say

Don't forget to thank the teacher and the preacher
For saving your mind and your soul
Don't forget to thank the fireman, the policeman
When your world's going out of control
Don't forget to thank the mothers and the soldiers
Prayin' and goin' to war
And at the end of the day, don't forget to thank the Lord

Don't forget to thank the teacher and the preacher
For saving your mind and your soul
Don't forget to thank the fireman, the policeman
When your world's going out of control
Don't forget to thank the mothers and the soldiers
Prayin' and goin' to war
And at the end of the day, don't forget to thank the Lord
At the end of the day, don't forget to thank the Lord