Grandmother's is sitting in the corner We all sure love her but the little ones her 'Cause gray-haired and wrinkled, and her burden looks heavy Ninety of survival can look awful scary
Papa's building something and has history But what building is still a mystery big and it's twisting, and shaped convoluted It don't have a function but you salute it
And it will be finished but I guess that's the point It gives him a filter and psychological ointment He woke up early but he's late for his appointment And I sure wish I had smoked me a joint
Thanksgiving and Jesus, I'm thankful For abundance and bounty, and a big stiff drink full The love of Your and the love of mine too is over and Christmas is soon
Mama is to live in the present Don't let him have a heart attack I pay off the presents Granddaddy's but she still feels his presence He tried to call but he didn't a message
It's Thanksgiving and Jesus, I'm For abundance and bounty, and a big stiff drink full The love of Your mama and the love of too Thanksgiving is over and is soon
So put the food on the table and Papa a blessing They're up some turkey and gobbling some dressing My aunt's praising and my niece loves Obama My came to dinner wearing his pajamas
God for the filter that enables some distance From the screaming and crying, and the of assistance You why I drink and curse the holidays Blessed be my family 300 away
It's Thanksgiving and Jesus, I'm For and bounty, and a big tall stiff drink full The love of Your mama and the of mine too Thanksgiving is over and is soon
Thanksgiving, Jesus, I'm thankful For abundance and bounty, and a big stiff drink full The love of Your mama and the of mine too is over and Christmas is soon
Thanksgiving is over and is soon Thanksgiving is over and is soon