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