written by Blake Shelton, Billy Montana, & Don Ellis Fires are burning up the forests Down along the Amazon There's children starving in Guatemala They're just barely hanging on (chorus) And I pray they'll find the answer That there's a way to right the wrong And Lord while you're listening Could I mention some troubles of my own I got problems right here at home A teenage boy in Mississippi Brings his daddy's gun to school A little girl in New York City Buys cocaine for Mama to use (chorus) My wife is crying; Our baby's fighting A battle that she may not win The doctor's doing all that he can God now it's all in your hands And I pray they'll find the answer That there's a way to right the wrong Now I'm just one man, a grain of sand In a troubled world I know But I've got a problem right here at home I've got a problem right here at home