Richard McGraw - Grace lyrics

Thanks to the merchant cla** you taught me how to sell my a**. Thanks to the working cla** you taught me how to bust my a**. Alone in this apartment thanking our good president for teaching me how to lose and still save face. I need Grace. Holy sister what went wrong? You used to be in all my songs. Now you're just a working girl loving someone elses world. But thanks for the time we spent, the body and the sacraments. A better man might have found a better way but I need grace. Dearest friends the time is near. We meet again just once a year. The hometown air the birth of Christ, the tucked in shirts the house looks nice. Thank you for the warm embrace, for accepting me in my old age. I used to be so fun now I'm just out of place. I need grace.