I donít need much to be happy,
Four walls and a roof over head,
Books and food in my belly, cold sheets upon the bed.
A fire that worms out December, the sound of a thought in the east,
Sometimes itís hard to remember how tough we are to please.
All in good time, somehow I find days that still shine little lights.
All in good stare, Iím safe and Iím fed,
The dreams in my head couldnít hide.
The field of my hand being taken, driving at night all alone,
The plays on a warm summer evening and Iím coming home.
All in good time, somehow you find days that still shine little lights.
All in good stare, youíre safe and youíre fed,
The dreams your my head couldnít last.
Donít need much to be happy,
A friend, a soft and a fall
Something to show for my labors,
After all, I had learned to be grateful.
I had to learn how to see
Mistakes that might have proved faithful
Are gifts I now receive.
[Thanks to Jarrett for lyrics]
Carpenter Mary Chapin Tabs