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When I'm worried and I can't sleep I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
When my bank roll is gettin' small I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly kids
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you worry and you can't sleep count your blessings instead of sheep
And you'll fall asleep counting my blessings
If you worry...