Grandmother's wheelchair is in the corner We all sure love her but the ones avoid her she's gray-haired and wrinkled, and her burden looks heavy Ninety of survival can look awful scary
building something and has since history But what he's building is a mystery It's big and it's twisting, and shaped It don't have a function but you better it
And it will never be finished but I that's the point It just him a filter and psychological ointment He woke up early but he's late for his appointment And I sure wish that I had smoked me a
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 and Christmas is soon
is trying to live in the present Don't let him have a heart before I pay off the presents Granddaddy's gone but she still feels his He tried to call but he leave a message
Thanksgiving and Jesus, I'm thankful For and bounty, and a big tall stiff drink full The love of Your mama and the love of too Thanksgiving is and Christmas is soon
So put the food on the and Papa says a blessing They're cutting up some turkey and gobbling dressing My aunt's praising Palin and my niece Obama My uncle to dinner wearing his pajamas
Thank God for the filter that enables some 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 and Jesus, I'm thankful For abundance and bounty, and a big tall stiff drink The love of Your and the love of mine too Thanksgiving is and Christmas is soon
It's Thanksgiving, Jesus, I'm For abundance and bounty, and a big stiff drink full The love of Your and the love of mine too Thanksgiving is over and is soon
Thanksgiving is over and is soon Thanksgiving is and Christmas is soon