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Mother, mother, everybody's starvin'Mother, mother, let's eatHold your horses, got a million coursesAnd I'm fixin' a treatJeremiah, go and help your motherJay and Jonah, you tooEzachiah, go and get your brotherThen fetch Jamie and SueMother, mother, everybody's happyGot a reason to smile`Cause you know that I'm about to servin'Christmas dinner country styleChristmas dinner country styleEverybody's sittin' by your headWe'll all say praise and then break breadPut your napkin on your lapWhile ? is sided from the tapOh don't that turkey look divineWe'll promenade it down the lineSongtextePlenty off duck, well long ? on whiteSo ? plant it to your rightNow the sachet ? hello met country hamAnd double-sachet ? hamSwing to the left, and test that stuffin'And swing to the right, a Huckleberry muffinTime for your partner to reach acrossAnd dosey-dose the cranberry sauceHave another helpin' ? one and allAnd you in the roomer ?, swing to the ballPass a little rumsteak, if you pleaseAnd promenade the pretty bag-eyed ? beastWhen you all say cheese, dosey-doseSo much's turkey is about to explodeBut you still gotta swing to the pickle twistChoose your pie ?Oh dinner was grand, to say the leastSo honour the lady who cooked the beastMother, mother, thank you for the dinnerAll the fixin's were greatNothin' to it, mighty glad to do itSeeing how much you ateJeremiah, go and get your dinnerCome on father, let's eat ?I'm too full of turkey and the stuffin'I ain't takin' chanceIt's a very, very merry ChristmasGot a reason to smileMother, mother, everybody loved yourChristmas dinner country styleChristmas dinner country style Aus Songtexte Mania