Turkey and Touchdowns

[Verse 1]
The smell of biscuits rising, coffee in the air,
Granny’s apron dusted with a little flour there.
Daddy’s carving turkey, Mama’s setting pies,
Laughter fills the kitchen, it’s a feast for the eyes.
[Prechorus]
The table’s heavy, the blessings wide,
It’s more than just the food tonight.
[Chorus]
Turkey and touchdowns, pumpkin pie dreams,
Family all around, bursting at the seams.
The Cowboys on the screen, we cheer and we shout,
For all the Lord has given, there’s no room for doubt.
[Verse 2]
Kids are playing tag out in the autumn cold,
The leaves are falling golden, red, and bold.
Uncle Joe’s recounting tales of days long gone,
We raise our glasses high, toast to moving on.
[Prechorus]
We’ve had our share of highs and lows,
But here we are, and the gratitude grows.
[Chorus]
Turkey and touchdowns, pumpkin pie dreams,
Family all around, bursting at the seams.
The Cowboys on the screen, we cheer and we shout,
For all the Lord has given, there’s no room for doubt.

banjo and fiddle-driven, warm male vocals, bluegrass, country