Thanksgiving Dinner Song

During the Thanksgiving dinner, you can arrange the recitation of some songs apt for occasion. You can either choose songs that have serious Thanksgiving theme or go for the ones with a fun theme. Recite the songs either at the beginning or at the end of the dinner. The songs should be so melodious that they go in terms with the setting of the dinner party for the festival. Writing the poems on the cards and presenting them to friends and relatives can also be an excellent idea to make the festival memorable. Thanksgiving help the families come closer and spend some quality time together. The dinner songs will further help set the mood and spirit of the festival. Here, we bring you a collection of thanksgiving dinner songs, from which you can take your pick.

Dinner Songs For Thanksgiving

A Thanksgiving Dinner
Take a turkey, stuff it fat,
Some of this and some of that.
Get some turnips, peel them well.
Cook a big squash in its shell.

Now potatoes, big and white,
Mash till they are soft and light.
Cranberries, so tart and sweet,
With the turkey we must eat.

Pickles-yes-and then, oh my!
For a dessert a pumpkin pie,
Golden brown and spicy sweet.
What a fine Thanksgiving treat!
(Author - Maude M. Grant)

The First Thanksgiving
Pick the corn and pick the beans,
Pick the squash and other greens
It is harvest time you see
Come and share a feast with me.
Bring your family out to play,
We'll call this Thanksgiving Day
(Auhor Unknown)

I Ate Too Much Turkey
I ate too much turkey,
I ate too much corn,
I ate too much pudding and pie,
I'm stuffed up with muffins
And much too much stuffin',
I'm probably going to die.
I piled up my plate
And I ate and I ate,
But I wish I had known when to stop,
For I'm so crammed with yams,
Sauces, gravies, and jams
That my buttons are starting to pop.
I'm full of tomatoes
And French fried potatoes,
My stomach is swollen and sore,
But there's still some dessert,
So i guess it won't hurt
If i eat just a little bit more.
(Author - Brittany)

Come Ye Thankful People Come
Come ye thankful people come,
Raise the song of harvest home!
All is safely gathered in,
Ere the winter storms begin;
God our Maker, doth provide
For our wants to be supplied:
Come to God's own temple, come,
Raise the song of harvest home.

All the world is God's own field
Fruit unto his praise to yield;
Wheat and tares together sown
Unto joy or sorrow grown;
First the blade, and then the ear,
Then the full corn shall appear;
Lord of the harvest! grant that we
Wholesome grain and pure may be.

For the Lord our God shall come,
And shall take his harvest home;
From his field shall in that day
All offenses purge away,
Give his angels charge at last
In the fire the tares to cast;
But the fruitful ears to store
In his garner evermore.
Even so, Lord, quickly come,
Bring thy final harvest home;
Gather thou thy people in,
Free from sorrow, free from sin,
There, forever purified,
in thy presence to abide;
Come, with all thine angels, come,
Raise the glorious harvest home.
(Author - Henry Alford)