Grandpa and me, every week or so
We'd go walking down a country road
Looking for something
Others drove right past
Maybe they were late
And they were dogging the throttle
Maybe they just didn't notice the bottles
Shining like diamonds in the grass
We would pick them up
And we'd cash 'em in
He'd look at me and I'd look at him
And he'd say...
Thrown away
Can you believe the things
They toss aside
And leave 'em where they lay?
Oh, but they can be saved
If you will take the time
And try to find the good
Along the way
Oh, what this world throws away
Many years later when my age had doubled
I met a man and his name was Trouble
He said, Son, I'll give you some advice
A family is fine
And there's a time you need them
But sure enough
There will come a time to leave 'em
You know you only get one life
He was a lonely man without a single friend
He looked at me and I looked at him
And I said...
Thrown away
Can you believe the things
They toss aside
And leave 'em where they lay?
Oh, but they can be saved
If you will take the time
And try to find the good
Along the way
Oh, what this world throws away
And maybe someday
When the little ones have grown
I may have a grandchild of my own
And if I do, I can promise you
One day, we'll walk down a country road
Thrown away
Can you believe the things
They toss aside
And leave 'em where they lay?
Oh, but they can be saved
If you will take the time
And try to find the good
Along the way
Oh, what this world throws away
What this world throws away
Thrown Away was written by Steve Millikan & Ray Boltz.
Thrown Away was produced by Steve Millikan & Ray Boltz.