Put Your Title Down Songtext
von Adam Sams

You count the coins and years of work
That put ′em in your pocket
Could you exist on any less
If suddenly you lost it?
Do you depend on your own hands?
Do you depend on your own hands?

Put your title down
Everything you have is a gift
Put your title down
Be thankful
Put your title down
Everything you have is a gift
Put your title down
Be thankful


Is sustenance the effect of work
Or is that an illusion?
The earth's carefree simplicity
Has led to my conclusion
That I depend on my own hands
That I depend on my own hands

Put your title down
Everything you have is a gift
Put your title down
Be thankful
Put your title down
Everything you have is a gift
Put your title down
Be thankful

The nurturing of birds and trees
Is not of their own will
The source providing all they need
Is nurturing me still
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh


Put your title down
Everything you have is a gift
Put your title down
Be thankful
Put your title down
Everything you have is a gift
Put your title down
Be thankful

Put your title down
Everything you have is a gift
Put your title down
Be thankful
Be thankful

Be thankful