People Like Me

Jeff & Sheri Easter

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I clean up pretty good on Sunday morning I look like someone who belongs in church But I know both me and Him know I'm not prefect Yeah this ol' boy could use a lot of work But ain't it good God loves people like me Just a common, every day, run of the mill, ordinary soul Falling short of what he outa be A little grease on my jeans, and dirt on my boots A truck load of doubts and a boat load of Blues And when I look into the mirror I'm just glad He sees more than I can see Ain't it good God loves people, God loves people like me It's true I'm a little rough around the edges I've said some things I'd wished I could take back I've been known to tiptoe out on the ledges Done things I wished I hadn't that's a fact But ain't it good God loves people like me Just a common, every day, run of the mill, ordinary soul Falling short of what he outa be A little grease on my jeans, and dirt on my boots A truck load of doubts and a boat load of Blues And when I look into the mirror I'm just glad He sees more than I can see Ain't it good God loves people, God loves people like me Sometimes I think I'm wearing out his mercy Leaning on His grace too extreme Ain't it good God loves people like me Just a common, every day, run of the mill, ordinary soul Falling short of what he outa be A little grease on my jeans, and dirt on my boots A truck load of doubts and a boat load of Blues And I wish I had the faith sometimes of some of the other folks I see Ain't it good God loves people, God loves people like me Ain't it good God loves people Ain't it good God loves people Ain't it good God loves people, God loves people like me

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