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		<title>By: Sarah N</title>
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		<description>Thanks for this post, Galen. As we get closer to Thanksgiving, the words to this amazing song keep going through my head. The sentiment is very important these days, even though some may view the lyrics as corny or even trite. Anyway, I love the song.
Here are the lyrics, for what it&#039;s worth:

Grateful - by John Bucchino

I&#039;ve got a roof over my head
I&#039;ve got a warm place to sleep
Some nights I lie awake counting gifts
Instead of counting sheep

I&#039;ve got a heart that can hold love
I&#039;ve got a mind that can think
There may be times when I lose the light
And let my spirits sink
But I can&#039;t stay depressed
When I remember how I&#039;m blessed

Grateful, grateful
Truly grateful I am
Grateful, grateful
Truly blessed
And duly grateful

In a city of strangers
I&#039;ve got a family of friends
No matter what rocks and brambles fill the way
I know that they will stay in the end

I feel a hand holding my hand
It&#039;s not a hand you can see
But on the road to the promised land
This hand will shepherd me
Through delight and despair
Holding tight and always there

Grateful, grateful
Truly grateful I am
Grateful, grateful
Truly blessed
And duly grateful

It&#039;s not that I don&#039;t want a lot
Or hope for more, or dream of more
But giving thanks for what I&#039;ve got
Makes me so much happier than keeping score

In a world that can bring pain
I will still take each chance
For I believe that whatever the terrain
Our feet can learn to dance
Whatever stone life may sling
We can moan or we can sing

Grateful, grateful
Truly grateful I am
Grateful, grateful
Truly blessed
And duly grateful</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for this post, Galen. As we get closer to Thanksgiving, the words to this amazing song keep going through my head. The sentiment is very important these days, even though some may view the lyrics as corny or even trite. Anyway, I love the song.<br />
Here are the lyrics, for what it&#8217;s worth:</p>
<p>Grateful &#8211; by John Bucchino</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve got a roof over my head<br />
I&#8217;ve got a warm place to sleep<br />
Some nights I lie awake counting gifts<br />
Instead of counting sheep</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve got a heart that can hold love<br />
I&#8217;ve got a mind that can think<br />
There may be times when I lose the light<br />
And let my spirits sink<br />
But I can&#8217;t stay depressed<br />
When I remember how I&#8217;m blessed</p>
<p>Grateful, grateful<br />
Truly grateful I am<br />
Grateful, grateful<br />
Truly blessed<br />
And duly grateful</p>
<p>In a city of strangers<br />
I&#8217;ve got a family of friends<br />
No matter what rocks and brambles fill the way<br />
I know that they will stay in the end</p>
<p>I feel a hand holding my hand<br />
It&#8217;s not a hand you can see<br />
But on the road to the promised land<br />
This hand will shepherd me<br />
Through delight and despair<br />
Holding tight and always there</p>
<p>Grateful, grateful<br />
Truly grateful I am<br />
Grateful, grateful<br />
Truly blessed<br />
And duly grateful</p>
<p>It&#8217;s not that I don&#8217;t want a lot<br />
Or hope for more, or dream of more<br />
But giving thanks for what I&#8217;ve got<br />
Makes me so much happier than keeping score</p>
<p>In a world that can bring pain<br />
I will still take each chance<br />
For I believe that whatever the terrain<br />
Our feet can learn to dance<br />
Whatever stone life may sling<br />
We can moan or we can sing</p>
<p>Grateful, grateful<br />
Truly grateful I am<br />
Grateful, grateful<br />
Truly blessed<br />
And duly grateful</p>
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