What We Overcome - ballad

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WHAT WE OVERCOME
Writer: Richard Aberdeen ASCAP
Publisher: Freedom Tracks Music ASCAP

Uncle Charlie was a humble man, born deaf, mute and blind
He sold pencils down on the corner for a nickel, three for a dime
Refusing to stand in a welfare line, he wasn’t one to complain
And long after he passed on fond memories of his smile remain

If a picture’s worth a thousand words he was worth ten thousand more
When he died the bar was raised, three tens, a perfect score
It’s a lesson nailed down long ago written in blood and stone
In the end it’s not what we achieve but what we overcome

They had no Special Olympics back when Uncle Charlie was born
And while the kids chose up sides he sat on the sidelines alone
As some climbed the social ladder and gained a little wealth and fame
Uncle Charlie remained on the corner come sun, snow, wind an’ rain

If a picture’s worth a thousand words he was worth ten thousand more
When he died the bar was raised, three tens, a perfect score
It’s a lesson nailed down long ago written in blood and stone
In the end it’s not what we achieve but what we overcome

Uncle Charlie had a good friend to whose judgment we all yield
He knows who’s deaf, mute and blind and how to level the playing field

If a picture’s worth a thousand words he was worth ten thousand more
And when he died the bar was raised, three tens, a perfect score
It’s a lesson nailed down long ago written in blood and stone
In the end it’s not what we achieve but what we overcome

Uncle Charlie couldn’t hear, see or speak but like his unseen friend
He had a tough cross to bear and overcame in the end


Copyright by Richard Aberdeen (ASCAP)
Copyright by Freedom Tracks Music (ASCAP)
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