Are you going on Thanksgiving Day To those family celebrations? Passing on knowledge down through the years At the gathering of generations Every year it's the same routine All over, all over Come on over, it's the Thanksgiving Day Papa looks over at the small gathering Remembering days gone by Smiles at the children as he watches them play And wishes his wife was still by his side She would always cook dinner on Thanksgiving Day It's all over, it's all over, it's all over the American way But sometimes the children are so far away And in a dark apartment on the wrong side of town A lonely spinster prays For a handsome lover and a passionate embrace And kisses all over, all over, all over her American face It's all over, it's all over, it's all over 'Cause today she feels so far away From the friends in her hometown So she runs for the Greyhound She'll spend hours on the bus But she'll reach town for Thanksgiving Day Come on over, come on over Come on over, it's Thanksgiving Day Come on over, come on over Come on over, come on over Come on over, it's Thanksgiving Day At a truck stop a man sits alone at the bar Estranged in isolation It's been a while now and he seems so far From those distant celebrations He thinks back to all the mistakes that he made To a time when he was so young and green Innocent days when they both looked forward to that Great American dream Now it's all over, it's all over, all over And all over America people are going home On Thanksgiving Day Now Papa looks out of the window The sight brings a smile to his face He sees all his children coming back home Together on this special day Come on over, come on over Come on over, it's Thanksgiving Day Come on over, come on over Come on over, it's Thanksgiving Day Come on over, come on over Come on over, it's Thanksgiving Day Come on over, come on over Come on over, it's Thanksgiving Day © DAVRAY MUSIC LIMITED; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com