Thanks Giver

it's getting cold

i'm driving home on interstate three o

momma's calling where you at

the turkey's almost done

i hang up the phone a tear in my eye

moments like these i realize

god you're so good to me

you make joy out of simple and ordinary things

you fill life up with stories i'd never think to drink

so this holiday i wanna praise

the one who's making us sing out of the sinner

the one who's turned me into this thanksgiving

just took the pumpkins off the porch

the wreath is on my door

there's something sacred about the time of you

when you were born

the streets alive it's christmas again

the moments like these hope i don't forget

god you're so good to me

you make joy out of simple and ordinary things

you fill life up with stories i'd never think to dream

so this holiday i wanna praise

the one who's making a saint out of the sinner

the one who's turned me into this thanks giver

oh

yeah

and thank you for this life

and all the joy that's in this heart

for when i get to hug my dad

and punch my brother in the arm

and thank you for the grace

i know i'll never have to earn

all because you chose to come down here

and save this crazy world

you make joy out of simple and ordinary things

you fill life up with stories i'd never date to

drink so this holiday i wanna praise

the one who's making a saint out of the sinner

the one who's turned me into this thanksgiving

you're the reason why the reason i'm a thanksgiving