[Verse 1] There’s a little bandit in our heads. We call him Grumble Gus. With a patched-up cape and crooked grin, He thinks he can outsmart us. He tiptoes through our blessings, Leaving complaints behind. He hopes we’ll never notice The treasures we can find. [Pre-Chorus] Gus never steals our wallets. He never takes our gold. He makes us miss the gifts we have, By wanting more to hold. [Build] Ah-ah-ahhh… Here comes… Captain Thanks! [Chorus] Here comes Captain Thanks! Running to save the day! ’Cause when we count our blessings, Grumbling goes away! [Verse 2] Grumble Gus says, “Look what’s missing! Look what you don’t own!” Never points to all God’s blessings Waiting right at home. He paints every cloud much darker, Every present way too small. Till we hardly see our Shepherd, Or hear Him when He calls. [Pre-Chorus] Gus grows on every grumble. He shrinks when praises rise. Captain Thanks has a great big flashlight, That uncovers Gus’s lies. [Build] Ah-ah-ahhh… Here comes… Captain Thanks! [Chorus] Here comes Captain Thanks! Running to save the day! ’Cause when we count our blessings, Grumbling goes away! [Bridge] Let’s count the birds that sing. Count the sunshine, count the rain. Count the friends and family God has given. Count His love again and again. The more we choose thanksgiving, The less that Gus can stand. Soon he’s running out of town, With empty little hands. [Big Build] Ah-ah-ahhh… Here comes… Captain Thanks! [Final Chorus] Here comes Captain Thanks! Running to save the day! ‘Cause when we count our blessings, Grumbling goes away! Grumble Gus can’t steal our joy. Not another day! Captain Thanks says, “Count your blessings!” Hip, hip, hip, hooray!
