Key: F major
Verse 1
C
G
feeling much of thanks*
Just a low- grade desperation
C
G
leaves me reeling in the ranks
Just when I think I'm getting somewhere
C
G
it's somewhere further to fall
It's the day before
Thanksgiving that is all
I don't believe the pilgrims sat
C
G
with Indians for a feast
A self- proclaimed holy sailor doesn't
C
G
break bread with his beast
Am
Em
But then again he had a musket and the
C
G
C
G
him eat for life
D
G
Bm
Someone just cooked it up and it
D
C
G
is fed to you and me
Em
D
C
war and never ask for help
Bm
C
And they cannot stand us thinking
G
C
G
for ourselves
C
D
G
The day before Thanksgiving
Em
C
G
back in
1991
C
G
Mercedes just for fun
Em
D
C
them Blue Ridge Mountain roads
C
G
teen weeks or so
C
G
that car that wasn't mine
D
G
D
That I could have one too if I just
C
G
did not cross the line
Em
D
C
and I was born to crack the code
Bm
C
G
And there ain't no shame in walking down this road
Em
C
G
D
Em
C
G
Am
Em
D
C
Bm
C
G
D
Em
So it's turkey breast and stuffing
D
C
G
with gravy on the top
D
Em
D
Mashed potatoes, peas and dinner rolls,
C
G
you use them like a mop
Em
D
C
got a child to say my grace
C
G
s me in my place
D
Em
It's the day before Thanksgiving
D
C
G
I'm not feeling much of thanks
D
Em
Just a low- grade desperation
D
C
G
leaves me reeling in the ranks
Em
D
C
it's somewhere fur ther to fall
C
G
C
Thanksgiving that is all
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