The kitchen was her kingdom she'd stand at the helm
With pots and pans clanging like church bells in a realm
She'd be stirring chopping bakin' pie after pie
With a smile on her face and that spark in her eye
Grandma's Thanksgiving feast oh it filled every plate
Juicy turkey on the table never once served late
Green beans mashed potatoes marshmallows on the sweet
Pumpkin pie pecan dreams a spread that can't be beat
I'd watch her juggle dishes a sight to behold
One oven one stovetop but she had hearts to hold
In that hot kitchen haze she'd dance hummin' a tune
Like a song made of spices love and holiday bloom
Grandma's Thanksgiving feast oh it filled every plate
Juicy turkey on the table never once served late
Green beans mashed potatoes marshmallows on the sweet
Pumpkin pie pecan dreams a spread that can't be beat
Now I struggle with two dishes but I still try
'Cause I hear her laughter and that twinkle in her eye
It's a bit of chaos but it's all worth the fuss
Thanksgiving's her gift passed down to us
Grandma's Thanksgiving feast oh it filled every plate
Juicy turkey on the table never once served late
Her love's the secret spice stirred deep in every bite
A holiday gift we carry on each night
So here's to Grandma who showed us the way
With a table so full love stacked on each tray
In the heart of each Thanksgiving her spirit's alive
In every messy precious dish we revive