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