The Thanksgiving Song

Familiar highways
 Lined with leaves turned brown
 Making my way
 Back into my hometown
 Funny how this all looks different
 But it feels the same
 Like how life never stops changing
 But some things never change
 So fill your plate and fill your drink
 And fill this house with family
 The kind of love that all these years can't wash away
 'Cause the older that I get
 I see that life is short and bittersweet
 Thank God for this Thanksgiving Day
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 Watching football
 Watching families grow
 The old kid's table
 All have kids of their own
 Starting to see my grandfather
 In my nephew's eyes
 Mom still can't talk about him
 And not almost cry
 So fill your plate and fill your drink
 And fill this house with family
 The kind of love a thousand miles can't wash away
 'Cause the older that I get
 I see that life is short and bittersweet
 Thank God for this Thanksgiving Day
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 So fill your plate and fill your drink
 Put your dishes in the kitchen sink
 And let the leftover year just wash away
 'Cause we made it through, I do believe
 The longest year in history
 Thank God that it's Thanksgiving Day
 Mm, mm, mm, yeah