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 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 walking 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've been born a lucky guy

Heaven only knows how I've been blessed

With the gift of 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 look around and all I see

Is your happiness embracing 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

Oh Lord I'd be lost

But for the grace of God

But For The Grace Of God歌词

Keith Urban

简介： 凯斯·厄本出生于新西兰6岁时被家人送往澳大利亚学习吉他演奏得到蓝调摇滚大团乐队吉他手林德赛·白金汉和恐怖海峡乐队主唱兼吉他手马克·科洛弗的悉心指点练就一手出色的吉他弹功并在澳大利亚乡村音乐界获得相当好

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 walking 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'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 look around and all I see

Is your happiness embracing 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

Oh Lord I'd be lost

But for the grace of God