Thanksgiving Comes But Once a Year

Thanksgiving Comes But Once a Year

by Thornton W. Burgess

Thanksgiving comes but once a year,

But when it comes it brings good cheer.

For in my storehouse on this day

Are piles of good things hid away.

Each day I've worked from early morn

To gather acorns, nuts, and corn,

Till now I've plenty and to spare

Without a worry or a care.

So light of heart the whole day long,

I'll sing a glad Thanksgiving song.