Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Christmas Dinner Country Stile, artist - Bing Crosby. Date of issue: 16.12.2013
Song language: English
Christmas Dinner Country Stile |
| Mother, mother, everybody’s starvin' |
| Mother, mother, let’s eat |
| Hold your horses, got a million courses |
| And I’m fixin' a treat |
| Jeremiah, go and help your mother |
| Jay and Jonah, you too |
| Ezachiah, go and get your brother |
| Then fetch Jamie and Sue |
| Mother, mother, everybody’s happy |
| Got a reason to smile |
| `Cause you know that I’m about to servin' |
| Christmas dinner country style |
| Christmas dinner country style |
| Everybody’s sittin' by your head |
| We’ll all say praise and then break bread |
| Put your napkin on your lap |
| While (?) is sided from the tap |
| Oh don’t that turkey look divine |
| We’ll promenade it down the line |
| Plenty off duck, well long (?) on white |
| So (?) plant it to your right |
| Now the sachet (?) hello met country ham |
| And double-sachet (?) ham |
| Swing to the left, and test that stuffin' |
| And swing to the right, a Huckleberry muffin |
| Time for your partner to reach across |
| And dosey-dose the cranberry sauce |
| Have another helpin' (?) one and all |
| And you in the roomer (?), swing to the ball |
| Pass a little rumsteak, if you please |
| And promenade the pretty bag-eyed (?) beast |
| When you all say cheese, dosey-dose |
| So much’s turkey is about to explode |
| But you still gotta swing to the pickle twist |
| Choose your pie (?) |
| Oh dinner was grand, to say the least |
| So honour the lady who cooked the beast |
| Mother, mother, thank you for the dinner |
| All the fixin’s were great |
| Nothin' to it, mighty glad to do it |
| Seeing how much you ate |
| Jeremiah, go and get your dinner |
| Come on father, let’s eat (?) |
| I’m too full of turkey and |