But For the Grace of God

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 have 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 rings 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 have 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 Oh, oh, oh, oh Ooh, ooh Oh, 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 Ooh, ooh, ooh I'd be lost But for the grace of God, yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh