INTRO: She puts up with my coffee cup, Ringing her dining room table She don't mind those Friday nights, When she has to drive cause I'm unstable She goes to church while I oversleep, I'm not sure what she sees in me CHORUS: Thank God for small favors, The Sunday pa - per and the taste of homemade wine Second chances and the healing hands of time (LAST TIME TO CODA) And thank God love is blind Somehow she knows I love her so, Though I don't always show her She only sees the good in me, with me she has to look closer Lord, I guess I owe you one, She thinks I hung the moon and the sun REPEAT CHORUS CODA: INSTRUMENTAL Thank God for small favors, The Sunday pa - per and the taste of homemade wine Second chances and the healing hands of time And thank God love is blind