Christmas

If jam, blackberry, huckleberry, mince and plum can pies if you don't watch out you gonna double your size Mom is in the kitchen and daddy's at the tree Little boys and girls are shouting with glee Granny sits at the table, everyone's in place when she says come and get it You really see your race, look at the jib lit gravy

And the big brown drumstick Daddy says don't get the tummy yet Here comes your mother with a big fruitcake There's a floating custard and foot in two Oodles and oodles for me and you I'll say one thing And you must agree what a happy, happy time Christmas dinner can be Look at the chiblit gravy

And the big brown drumstick Daddy says don't give the tummy a Here comes your mother with a big fruitcake There's a floating custard and pudding too Oodles and oodles for me and you I say one thing and you must agree What a happy, happy time Christmas dinner will be Now we're all together with a bountiful fair

Mother sits down next to baby's hot chair Daddy pulls his hands and bows his head Let's all give thanks for the blessings we have