Grandmother's wheelchair is sitting in the We all sure love her but the little ones her 'Cause she's gray-haired and wrinkled, and her looks heavy Ninety years of survival can look scary
Papa's building something and has history But what he's is still a mystery big and it's twisting, and shaped convoluted It don't have a function but you better it
And it never be finished but I guess that's the point It just him a filter and psychological ointment He woke up real early but late for his appointment And I sure wish that I had smoked me a
It's Thanksgiving and Jesus, I'm For abundance and bounty, and a big tall stiff full The love of Your and the love of mine too is over and Christmas is soon
Mama is trying to live in the Don't let him have a attack before I pay off the presents Granddaddy's gone but she still feels his He tried to call but he didn't a message
Thanksgiving and Jesus, I'm thankful For abundance and bounty, and a big tall stiff full The love of Your and the love of mine too Thanksgiving is over and is soon
So put the food on the table and Papa a blessing They're cutting up some turkey and gobbling some My praising Palin and my niece loves Obama My came to dinner wearing his pajamas
Thank God for the filter that enables distance From the and crying, and the needs of assistance You wonder why I drink and curse the Blessed be my 300 miles away
It's Thanksgiving and Jesus, I'm For and bounty, and a big tall stiff drink full The love of Your and the love of mine too Thanksgiving is over and is soon
It's Thanksgiving, Jesus, I'm For and bounty, and a big tall stiff drink full The love of Your and the love of mine too Thanksgiving is and Christmas is soon
Thanksgiving is over and is soon Thanksgiving is over and Christmas is