[Intro — porch creak, guitar brush, low fiddle drone] Mm… Rain on the road… grace in the wreckage… [Verse 1] Bought a blue car, new to these hands, Shined like a promise out in the rain, Drove it to Liberty Ridge that day, Somebody said, “That’s a fine-looking thing.” I laughed ‘cause I’m used to a miracle ride, One that runs rough but keeps me alive, For one little month, it ran so sweet, Blue sky rolling underneath my feet. [Pre-Chorus] Then around that curve, the gray sky turned, A trailer swung wide and the whole world burned, Steel folded up, but mercy stood— I walked from the wreck like I never could. [Chorus] I got another day to praise, Another breath to lift Your name, When the storm rolls hard and the plans all break, I got another day to praise. The things I lose can come again, But You held my life right in Your hands, So let the rain fall, let the hard road blaze— I got another day to praise. [Verse 2] I climbed from the blue car, shook in the cold, The other man hurt, so I prayed for his soul, Sirens and papers, rain on my face, Trying to gather what I could save. My glasses were gone, my computer was bent, My mind was counting what the moment had spent, Then I sat in that tow truck, fighting the choice Between the fear in my chest and a grateful voice. [Pre-Chorus] That driver looked out at the twisted steel, Said, “Son, I’ve seen what these wrecks can steal. You ain’t got a scratch—now tell me why…” I heard heaven answer through one raised eye. [Chorus] I got another day to praise, Another breath to lift Your name, When the storm rolls hard and the plans all break, I got another day to praise. The things I lose can come again, But You held my life right in Your hands, So let the rain fall, let the hard road blaze— I got another day to praise. [Bridge — fiddle rises, ghost harmonies] Anyone can sing when the sun comes through, When the prayer gets answered like we wanted it to, But faith finds a song in the midnight gray, And gratitude says, “Lord, You made a way.” Paul sang bound and Silas sang too, Prison doors opened when the praises broke through, So when despair comes calling my name, I’ll choose the cross, I’ll choose the flame. [Mandolin turnaround — 4 bars, train whistle swell] [Final Chorus — doubled hook, foot-tap chant] I got another day to praise, Another breath to lift Your name, When the storm rolls hard and the plans all break, I got another day to praise. No, I won’t ask, “Why me?” in the rain, I’ll look for the rainbow through the pain, ‘Cause I’m still here by amazing grace— I got another day… I got another day… I got another day to praise. [Outro — stripped guitar and fiddle] Blue car gone, but mercy stays… Thank You, Lord, for another day.
