Keith Urban
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I can hear the neighbors
They're arguin' again
And there hasn't been peace on our street
Since who knows when
I don't mean to listen in
But the shoutin' is so loud
I turn up the radio to drown it out
And silently I say a little prayer.

But for the grace of God, go I
I must've been born a lucky guy
Heaven only knows how I've been blessed
With the gift of your love
And I look around and all I see
Is your happiness embracing me
Oh, Lord I'd be lost
But for the grace of God.

I can see that old man
He's walkin' past our door
And I've been told that he's rich
But he seems so poor
'Cause no one comes to call on him
And his phone, it never riings
He wanders through his empty home
Surrounded by his things
And silently I say a little prayer, yes I do.

But for the grace of God, go I
I must've been born a lucky guy
Heaven only knows how I've been blessed
With the gift of your love
And I look around and all I see
Is your happiness embracing me
Oh, Lord I'd be lost
But for the grace of God.

whoa, hmm.
--- Instrumental ---

Oh, I look around and all I see
Is your happiness embracin' me
Oh, Lord I'd be lost
But for the grace of God.
Oh Lord, I'd be lost but for the grace of God, yeah.

--- Instrumental to fade ---
ummm.

I'd be lost but for the grace of god, yeah…
ooh, ooh...


Mirror lyrics:

ooh, ooh...
I'd be lost but for the grace of god, yeah…

ummm.
--- Instrumental to fade ---

Oh Lord, I'd be lost but for the grace of God, yeah.
But for the grace of God.
Oh, Lord I'd be lost
Is your happiness embracin' me
Oh, I look around and all I see

--- Instrumental ---
whoa, hmm.

But for the grace of God.
Oh, Lord I'd be lost
Is your happiness embracing me
And I look around and all I see
With the gift of your love
Heaven only knows how I've been blessed
I must've been born a lucky guy
But for the grace of God, go I

And silently I say a little prayer, yes I do.
Surrounded by his things
He wanders through his empty home
And his phone, it never riings
'Cause no one comes to call on him
But he seems so poor
And I've been told that he's rich
He's walkin' past our door
I can see that old man

But for the grace of God.
Oh, Lord I'd be lost
Is your happiness embracing me
And I look around and all I see
With the gift of your love
Heaven only knows how I've been blessed
I must've been born a lucky guy
But for the grace of God, go I

And silently I say a little prayer.
I turn up the radio to drown it out
But the shoutin' is so loud
I don't mean to listen in
Since who knows when
And there hasn't been peace on our street
They're arguin' again
I can hear the neighbors


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