God Will Thank You
GOD WILL THANK YOU (David's song)
By Lori McKenna
I was born a sickly little child
I nearly died just after my birth
Five years I fought the illness
My mother prayed and prayed for what it's worth
At that time we traveled along, back home to Ireland
I took sick and the doctors admit
I should have died right there and then by their hands
Mother called it an overdose
They called it an oversight
But since then, I've never been sick a day in my life
Call it divine purpose
Call it fate
Watch Mass on channel 56 and that way you'll never be late
And God will thank you
Well, I've seen the heavens open up
I've seen the angels fly
I've seen children kill and I've seen grown men cry
I know all about Noah's ark
The rain's been falling all the while
And I heard about Adam and Eve
But I still believe she never got a fair trial
Call it divine purpose
Say it's untrue
Well, they never brought anything back from Roswell
So who are you going to pray to?
God will thank you
Maybe I only read the Bible
When I'm staying at the Holiday Inn
I see church on Easter and Christmas
But every other Sunday I just can't fit it in
But I'm coming from a true place
I'm shining like a new light
I'm thanking God for everything I have in my life
Call it divine purpose
Call it fate
Or maybe you believe in God
Because the Big Bang theory don't hold much weight
