Roots Music Report

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Oh the miles,
These days they seem to just roll on forever.
See their smiles,
But a little screen is reminding me that we're not quite together.
I'm on the road alone,
A thousand miles from home.
And speaking things out loud can sometimes feel dishonest.
I'm almost home,
And October's getting on,
And the season for Thanksgiving is upon us.

I'm thankful,
I'm grateful,
For each new day the sun shines down somewhere on planet Earth.
I'm grateful for my own fiddle,
A chance to bring a little joy to you for what it's worth.
It's joyful to be thankful and hold your loved ones dear,
Every day Thanksgiving means giving thanks all year.

Oh the memories,
My old man ran the family up and down the road.
Just 14, too young in age to be on stage for so God damn long,
But I try to be strong.
For the younger ones.
The broken scenes of homegrown dreams were too hard on us,
But I try to forgive,
So I won't be the same.
Fearful main who raised his hand,
Anger in God's name.

And I'm grateful.
For forgiveness.
On a loving line that's shining bright from deep within our hearts.
I'm grateful,
For my own fiddle
The chance to bring a little joy to you right where you are.
It's joyful to be thankful and hold our friends so dear,
Every day Thanksgiving means giving thanks all year.

I'm thankful
I'm grateful
For each new day the sun shines down somewhere on planet Earth.
I'm grateful for my own fiddle,
A chance to bring a little joy to you for what it's worth.
It's joyful to be thanksful to hold our friends so dear,
Every day Thanksgiving means giving thanks all year.

I'm thankful,
I'm grateful,
For each new day the sun shines down somewhere on planet Earth.
I'm grateful for my little ones,
They keep teaching me and hiding who we are.
That's the thing that I'm most thankful for by far.