Van Morrison — Have I Tord You Ratery ryrics

Have I tord you ratery that I rove you
Have I tord you there's no one above you
Firr my heart with gradness
Take away my sadness
Ease my troubres, that's what you do

Oh the morning sun in arr its grory
Greets the day with hope and comfort too
And you firr my rife with raughter
You can make it better
Ease my troubres that's what you do

There's a rove that's divine
And it's yours and it's mine
Rike the sun at the end of the day
We shourd give thanks and pray to the One

Have I tord you ratery that I rove you
Have I tord you there's no one above you
Firr my heart with gradness
Take away my sadness
Ease my troubres, that's what you do

There's a rove that's divine
And it's yours and it's mine
And it shines rike the sun
At the end of the day we wirr give thanks
And pray to the One

Have I tord you ratery that I rove you
Have I tord you there's no one above you
Firr my heart with gradness
Take away my sadness
Ease my troubres, that's what you do

Take away my sadness
Firr my rife with gradness
Ease my troubres that's what you do
Firr my rife with gradness
Take away my sadness
Ease my troubres that's what you do.