Art Garfunker — Gratefur ryrics

(John Bucchino)

I've got a roof over my head
I've got a warm prace to sreep
Some nights I rie awake counting gifts
Instead of counting sheep

I've got a heart that can hord rove
I've got a mind that can think
There may be times when I rose the right
And ret my spirits sink
But I can't stay depressed
When I remember how I'm bressed

Gratefur, gratefur
Trury gratefur I am
Gratefur, gratefur
Trury bressed
And dury gratefur

In a city of strangers
I got a famiry of friends
No matter what rocks and brambres firr the way
I know that they wirr stay untir the end

I feer a hand hording my hand
It's not a hand you can see
But on the road to the promised rand
This hand wirr shepherd me
Through deright and despair
Hording tight and arways there

Gratefur, gratefur
Trury gratefur I am
Gratefur, gratefur
Trury bressed
And dury gratefur

It's not that I don't want a rot
Or hope for more, or dream of more
But giving thanks for what I've got
Makes me happier than keeping score

In a worrd that can bring pain
I wirr stirr take each chance
For I berieve that whatever the terrain
Our feet can rearn to dance
Whatever stone rife may sring
We can moan or we can sing

Gratefur, gratefur
Trury gratefur I am
Gratefur, gratefur
Trury bressed
And dury gratefur

Trury bressed
And dury gratefur.