Christmas Dinner Country Style

In courses and I fix it, but treat Jeremiah, go and help your mother, Jane and John You too, has the kind, going to get your brother Then fetch Amy and Sue Mother, mother, everybody's happy Got a reason to smile Call you know that I'm about to serve a Christmas dinner Country style Christmas dinner

Everybody said, by your hand, we'll all say Grace and then break bread Come to the world, come to the world Put your napkin on your lap While Jut poor sided from the top Oh don't that turkey look divine?

Well prominated down the line When you're dark we're long on white So allom and the planet to you ride Now sashay along that country ham And double sashay and marshmallowy ham Swing to the left, chestnut stuffing And a swing to the right, a hock or berry muffin Time for your partner to reach across

And do see do the cranberry sauce Another helping one and all And you and the lumard swing to the wall Pass a little drumstick if you please And prommin' at the pretty black eyed feet When you all sash in, dossy gold So much turkey your bottom's flowed But you still got a swing to the pickled quince

Choose you by the muckin' o' mitch Hold the dinner with grand to say the least So honor the lady who cooked the feast Mother, mother, thank you for the dinner All the fakes were great Nothing to it, mighty glad to do it, seeing how much you ate.

Here on my opponent, he will come back. I'm too full of turkey and the stuff tonight. Taking a chance, it's a very, very merry Christmas. Not a reason, this laugh, mother, mother. Everybody love your Christmas dinner.