Every Thanksgiving you bow your head
And grace runs long, the way it goes
You thank us one by one by name
Till every chair around you knows
You never skip a single soul
You even thank the dog
This year we'll thank you, Dad
The way you've always thanked us all
For every blessing that we had
This year we'll thank you, Dad
You're up at five to start the bird
While the whole house sleeps it off
And nobody else gets near the carving
That's one job you won't give up
That electric knife from nineteen eighty-nine
Still lives in its original box
This year we'll thank you, Dad
The way you've always thanked us all
For every blessing that we had
This year we'll thank you, Dad
Thirty-one years with the fire department
You showed up when folks were scared
Now it's your first Thanksgiving retired
First year you're simply sitting there
So keep that chair and stay a while
We've got something to say back
This year we'll thank you, Dad
The way you've always thanked us all
For every blessing that we had
This year we'll thank you, Dad
You've been grateful for us all along
Now we're grateful for you the same
So sit down, Dad, and let us say your name
We'll go one by one, the way you do
This year we'll thank you, Dad
And yeah, it might run long
Thirty-one years, the best we've had
This year we'll thank you, Dad
You even thank the dog