By David Roushia
Count me out when it comes to greed
God provides me with what I need
Been many curves on this road of life trip
Learned of simple pleasures, by the sip
No more want of fancy things
Never understood the chase for the brass ring
To compete or compare is to be let down
Humility is the true wearer of the crown
You may think and say "concede"
It's not in me to push to lead
I'd rather think of it as content
We can't buy this life, only rent
Look up, I ask, from your personal race
Slow down, find your own pace
The scenery will grow clearer now
You'll be amazed at what is now a wow
Give, live, love, share
Let those near know you care
Value time like you used to money
The taste is like the sweetest honey
Count me out when it comes to greed
God provides me with what I need
Been many curves on this road of life trip
Learned of simple pleasures, by the sip
No more want of fancy things
Never understood the chase for the brass ring
To compete or compare is to be let down
Humility is the true wearer of the crown
You may think and say "concede"
It's not in me to push to lead
I'd rather think of it as content
We can't buy this life, only rent
Look up, I ask, from your personal race
Slow down, find your own pace
The scenery will grow clearer now
You'll be amazed at what is now a wow
Give, live, love, share
Let those near know you care
Value time like you used to money
The taste is like the sweetest honey