When we were farmers we hauled in the harvest And founded Thanksgiving Day. With food in the shed for the winter ahead We would gather together to say-- Thanks for our health. Thanks for our hearth And the bounty that grows from the ground. With our loved ones near we bless the year That's brought us safely 'round. Now we are shoppers. We drive to the market. The farm seems a light year away. Still, every November we pause to remember That time-honored, old-fashioned day. Thanks for our health. Thanks for our hearth And the bounty that grows from the ground. With our loved ones near we bless the year. That's brought us safely 'round. Everything changes, yes, even Thanksgiving. Let's rededicate this old day To helping the hungry, the poor and the homeless So all may be able to say-- Thanks for our health. Thanks for our hearth And the bounty that grows from the ground. With our loved ones near we bless the year That's brought us safely 'round. With our loved ones near we bless the year That's brought us safely 'round.