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{warm acoustic guitar picking,
gentle piano intro, soft brushed snare} The leaves are turning shades of
gold, There’s a chill out in the air.
The kitchen’s warm with love and laughter,
And thankful hearts are everywhere.
Mama’s baking pumpkin pies,
Daddy’s tending the turkey slow.
The smell of home fills every room,
It’s the sweetest place we know.
Come around the Thanksgiving table,
Where love is always found.
Uncles, aunts, moms and dads,
Brothers, sisters all gather ’round.
Husbands, wives, and little children,
Sharing stories old and new.
Thank God for all our blessings,
And the gift of family too.
Grandma stirs the gravy gently,
Grandpa says the prayer.
Everybody lends a helping hand,
Showing how much they care.
Passing down the dressing,
Mashed potatoes, corn, and beans.
Every smile around this table Means more than words can mean.
It’s not about the presents,
Or the things that money buys.
It’s about a helping neighbor,
A warm hug and kind replies.
Giving from the heart with joy,
Lifting someone when they’re low.
That’s the true Thanksgiving spirit,
The greatest gift we’ll ever know.
Come around the Thanksgiving table,
Where love is always found.
Uncles, aunts, moms and dads,
Brothers, sisters all gather ‘round.
Husbands, wives, and every generation,
Hand in hand we’ll always be.
With grateful hearts we’ll thank the Lord,
For family, faith, and unity.
As the evening fades to starlight,
And the fire softly glows,
We’ll carry love into tomorrow,
Wherever life may go.
Thanksgiving is more than one day— It’s a love we choose to
share. Together as one family,
We’ll always find it there.
{gentle
acoustic fade}