Thanksgiving Day Lyrics - Other People's Lives - Ray Davies

Are you going on Thanksgiving Day 

To those family celebrations? 

Passing on knowledge down through the years 

At the gathering of generations 

Every year it's the same routine 

All over, all over 

Come on over, it's the Thanksgiving Day 

Papa looks over at the small gathering 

Remembering days gone by 

Smiles at the children as he watches them play 

And wishes his wife was still by his side 

She would always cook dinner on Thanksgiving Day 

It's all over, it's all over, it's all over the American way 

But sometimes the children are so far away 

And in a dark apartment on the wrong side of town 

A lonely spinster prays 

For a handsome lover and a passionate embrace 

And kisses all over, all over, all over her American face 

It's all over, it's all over, it's all over 

'Cause today she feels so far away 

From the friends in her hometown 

So she runs for the Greyhound 

She'll spend hours on the bus 

But she'll reach town for Thanksgiving Day 

Come on over, come on over 

Come on over, it's Thanksgiving Day 

Come on over, come on over 

Come on over, come on over 

Come on over, it's Thanksgiving Day 

At a truck stop a man sits alone at the bar 

Estranged in isolation 

It's been a while now and he seems so far 

From those distant celebrations 

He thinks back to all the mistakes that he made 

To a time when he was so young and green 

Innocent days when they both looked forward to that 

Great American dream 

Now it's all over, it's all over, all over 

And all over America people are going home 

On Thanksgiving Day 

Now Papa looks out of the window 

The sight brings a smile to his face 

He sees all his children coming back home 

Together on this special day 

Come on over, come on over 

Come on over, it's Thanksgiving Day 

Come on over, come on over 

Come on over, it's Thanksgiving Day 

Come on over, come on over 

Come on over, it's Thanksgiving Day 

Come on over, come on over 

Come on over, it's Thanksgiving Day