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