The air with frost is crisp and clear;
The autumn crops are gathered.
And all around is joy and cheer.
For summer’s work is over.
Apples are red, pumpkins are gold,
Turkeys are fatter than ever before.
The feast has been spread, just as of old.
Thanksgiving Day has come once more! Hurrah!
- more Thanksgiving songs
- more songs in 6/8
- more songs with I IV V chords
- source:The Progressive Music Series for Basal Use in Primary, Intermediate, and Grammar Grades, Horatio William Parker, Silver, Burdett, 1914
Extras for Plus Members
- Song with chords (PDF)
- MIDI file