Drive-By Truckers - The Thanksgiving Filter lyrics
[Drive-By Truckers - The Thanksgiving Filter lyrics]
Grandmother's wheelchair is sitting
In the corner we all sure love her
But the little ones avoid her
Cause she's gray haired and wrinkled
And her burden looks heavy
Ninety years of survival can look awful scary
Papa's building something and
Has since history
But what he's building is still a mystery
It's big and it's twisting
And shaped convoluted
It don't have a function but
You better salute it
And it will never be finished but
I guess that's the point it just gives him a
Filter and psychological ointment
He woke up real early but
He's late for his appointment
And I sure wish that I had smoked me a joint
It's Thanksgiving and Jesus, I'm thankful
For abundance and bounty and a
Big tall stiff drink-full
And the love of your Mama and
The love of mine too
Thanksgiving's almost over and
Christmas is soon
Mama is trying to live in the present
Don't let him have a heart attack
Before I pay off the presents
Granddaddy's gone but she still
Feels his presence he tried to call but he
Didn't leave a message
It's Thanksgiving and Jesus I'm thankful
For abundance and bounty and a
Big tall stiff drink-full
And the love of your Mama and
The love of mine too
Thanksgiving's almost over and
Christmas is soon
So put the food on the table
And Papa says a blessing
They're cutting up some turkey
And gobbling some dressing
My Aunt's praising Palin and
My niece loves Obama
My uncle came to dinner wearing his pajamas
Thank God for the filter
That enables some distance
From the screaming and crying and
The needs of assistance
You wonder why I drink and curse the holidays
Blessed be my family from 300 miles away
It's Thanksgiving and Jesus I'm thankful
For abundance and bounty and a
Big tall stiff drink-full
And the love of your Mama and
The love of mine too
Thanksgiving's is over and Christmas is soon
In the corner we all sure love her
But the little ones avoid her
Cause she's gray haired and wrinkled
And her burden looks heavy
Ninety years of survival can look awful scary
Papa's building something and
Has since history
But what he's building is still a mystery
It's big and it's twisting
And shaped convoluted
It don't have a function but
You better salute it
And it will never be finished but
I guess that's the point it just gives him a
Filter and psychological ointment
He woke up real early but
He's late for his appointment
And I sure wish that I had smoked me a joint
It's Thanksgiving and Jesus, I'm thankful
For abundance and bounty and a
Big tall stiff drink-full
And the love of your Mama and
The love of mine too
Thanksgiving's almost over and
Christmas is soon
Mama is trying to live in the present
Don't let him have a heart attack
Before I pay off the presents
Granddaddy's gone but she still
Feels his presence he tried to call but he
Didn't leave a message
It's Thanksgiving and Jesus I'm thankful
For abundance and bounty and a
Big tall stiff drink-full
And the love of your Mama and
The love of mine too
Thanksgiving's almost over and
Christmas is soon
So put the food on the table
And Papa says a blessing
They're cutting up some turkey
And gobbling some dressing
My Aunt's praising Palin and
My niece loves Obama
My uncle came to dinner wearing his pajamas
Thank God for the filter
That enables some distance
From the screaming and crying and
The needs of assistance
You wonder why I drink and curse the holidays
Blessed be my family from 300 miles away
It's Thanksgiving and Jesus I'm thankful
For abundance and bounty and a
Big tall stiff drink-full
And the love of your Mama and
The love of mine too
Thanksgiving's is over and Christmas is soon