| I wake up in the mornin', and the birds are singin' love songs in the distance
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| And the first ray of sunshine, overcomes my window panes resistance
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| As I lay there for a minute, til that sleep slowly clear from my head
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| I thank the Lord for birds that sing, sunshine that the mornin' brings
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| And I thank Him for the woman in my bed
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| I put my feet out on the floor, and I reach back to cover up her shoulders
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| Smilin' and rememberin' how her body warmed me as the night grew colder
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| I’d like to wake her with a kiss, but she needs the mornin' sleep instead
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| I thank the Lord for birds that sing, sunshine that the mornin' brings
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| And I thank Him for the woman in my bed
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| The woman in my bed is everything I ever wanted her to be
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| She’s the answer to my prayers, and I know she’ll be there, anytime I have that
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| old special need
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| Sometimes the daily grind, puts some wrinkles in my mind, she knows how to
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| straighten out my head
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| I’m thankful for the way it feels, to have a love so strong and real
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| And I’m thankful for the woman in my bed
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| I put my feet out on the floor, and I reach back to cover up her shoulders
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| Smilin' and rememberin' how her body warmed me as the night grew colder
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| I’d like to wake her with a kiss, but she needs the mornin' sleep instead
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| I thank the Lord for birds that sing, sunshine that the mornin' brings
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| And I thank Him for the woman in my bed
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| I thank the Lord for birds that sing, sunshine that the mornin' brings
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| Thank Him for the woman in my bed |