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We Thank You Lord, By Father Dennis Schaab, November 25, 1993 |
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| For humming birds and bumble beesFor dandylions and autumn leavesFor Mickey Mouse and Boston PopsFor Bill Shakespeare and Keystone Cops For our great country and this small worldFor grandma’s smile and little girls curlsFor fish frys and hot dogs and turkey in the ovenFor love in our hearts and hope for a heaven For Bethlehm’s babe and the breaking of breadFor sharing the cup and the Word we’ve readFor the cross on the hill and the Easter lightWe thank you Lord with all our might Here Mastadon roamed, then Indian tribesWhere rivers combine and high bluffs presideThe end of the line for the big paddlewheelThen ferries give way to swinging bridges of steel From Berry Bend and Old Bucksaw, Knobby and TightwadFrom Climax Springs and Racket, (all names so odd)Down Tebo and Grand, Sterrit and OsageDrawn by the crossing or to earn a fair wage Come Shawnee and trapper, then settler and traderSome locals then turned into Civil War raidersTwo dams are build but the growth they’ve broughtHas not ruined the life the old chief has taught To Truman’s overlook and Kaysinger BluffCome families in camper and antique buffIn his red flannel shirt the retired working manGreets gun carver from his trusty old van This once river port and still place of crossingLures grandma and grandpa with its twin offeringsThe woods and the lakes the hills and the hollowsBrought us to Warsaw and more will follow Bagnels big bucks draw traffic and shoppingThe true nature lover can get much more housingAt Truman - the new lake with shores all protectedOr Ozark the old lake where such laws are rejected History has brought to the joining of lakesA mixture of people and the story they makeReported from 98 midst country and westernRecorded in Enterprise by Jab in his turn
Refrain For Humming birds and bumble beesFor dandylions and autumn leavesFor Mickey Mouse and Boston PopsFor bill Shakespeare and Keystone Cops For our great country and this small worldFor grandma’s smile and little girls curlsFor fish frys and hot dogs and turkey in the ovenFor love in our hearts and hope for a heaven For Bethlehm’s babe and the breaking of breadFor sharing the cup and the Word we’ve readFor the cross on the hill and the Easter lightWe thank you Lord with all our might The sun creeps up and we wait in a blindHeart on hold looking, listening for luck of a kindFor a turkey to come or a 10 point buckTo take home proudly in the pickup truck The stands are crammed with screaming fansThe cheerleaders bounce and wave their handsEveryone everywhere makes the loud callGo Wildcats go! Hurrah for football After Heritage Days comes the Festival of LightsThe swinging bridge’s outline brightens the nightThe campers and motor homes seek warmer placesAnd natives are left with snow and cold facts Pussy willow, mushroom, dogwood and redbudTo snag big paddle fish, toss and try, toss and tryThe robins and martins come home to nestAnd Jubilee brings back our fair weather guests The July fireworks produce an eye hymnThe heat and water call to ski and to swimThe crappie and catfish chase after the shadAnd are caught in their turn with luck good and bad Refrain For humming birds and bumble beesFor dandylions and autumn leavesFor Mickey Mouse and Boston PopsFor Bill Shakespeare and Keystone Cops For our great country and this small worldFor grandma’s smile and little girls curlsFor fish frys and hot dogs and turkey in the ovenFor love in our hearts and hope for a heaven For Bethlehm’s babe and the breaking of breadFor sharing the cup and the Word we’ve readFor the cross on the hill and the Easter lightWe thank you Lord with all our might |
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