Try and Make It Better The Whispers

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People stop complainin' 'bout this world of ours
Always talkin' 'bout the things that it devours
People stop complainin' 'bout this world of ours
Try and make it better so it'll last a few more hours

People complain about this world all the time
Some folks are sick, some folks ain't gotta die
But there's lots of things we can be thankful be
You've got me, I've got you, who'd ask for more

The sun woke me up this morning and I felt so good
Opened up my eyes, baby, and there you stood
It's love, so good

Birds are singing outside of my windowpane
Looks a little cloudy, we might get some rain
But it's cool, 'cause she's mine, all mine
And the girl is fine, too, she's so fine

People quit complainin' about this world of ours
People quit complainin' about this world of ours
Gotta make it better, say, just a few more hours