Mac McAnally - On Account of You lyrics

That alarm clock goes like it does most every morning I don't feel near as bad as the things I've been through I'm a work in progress, lots of room for improvement But I'm a whole lot better on account of you I pour me a cup, I thumb through the paper It sets me to thinking what's this world coming to And bad as it is, it's not bad as it could be It's a whole lot better on account of you Lord, I know, as sure I know anything and no one does it all by themselves But it seems to me that the neediest people are the last ones to ask you for help There are some things you're born knowing There are some you only learn from living I miss a lot of em but I picked up a few I'm a little more patient, a little more understanding I'm a whole lot better on account of you On account of you Lord, I know, as sure I know anything and no one does it all by themselves But it seems to me that the happiest people are the first ones to offer their help That alarm clock goes and I'm already up this morning I find myself searching for some good that I can do Maybe some day I hear from a friend or from a stranger It's a whole lot better on account of you It's a work in progress, lots of room for improvement But it's a whole lot better on account of you