Pray

Bless this table
 Bless this bread
 Bless the boards above our head
 Keep our sins beneath the shed
 We do not eat alone
 She sets the wicker jug
 And pulls the kitchen snug
 And rings the supper bowl
 With a spoon
 She carries out the plates
 And squeezes past the crates
 And butters every roll
 With a tune
 He gives his hands a wipe
 And hangs his evening pipe
 And sits down on his knees
 With his wife
 He papers up their laps
 Outside the rooster flaps
 As he counts out the peas
 With a knife
 And the frames come together
 As we pray on the floor
 And we hold hands and weather
 With our backs to the door
 She sits beside her mom
 And pours her doll a dram
 And tips the wooden spout
 On a shoe
 Pa signals her to hush
 She gives her doll a shush
 They blow the candles out
 Two by two
 And the frames come together
 As we pray on the floor
 And we hold hands and weather
 With our backs to the door
 Bless this table
 Bless this bread
 Bless the boards above our head
 Keep our sins beneath the shed
 We do not eat alone
 There's breathing at the gate
 And chatter in the paint
 And a stubborn stain
 In the hall
 The wind tears at the beams
 The windmill blades and screams
 The dogs claw through the chains
 And the wall
 Bless this table
 Bless this bread
 Bless the boards above our head
 Keep our sins beneath the shed
 We do not eat alone
 Bless this table
 Bless this bread
 Bless the boards above our head
 Keep our sins beneath the shed
 We do not eat alone
 Bless this table
 Bless this bread
 Bless the boards above our head
 Keep our sins beneath the shed
 We do not eat alone
 Bless this table
 Bless this bread
 Bless the boards above our head
 Keep our sins beneath the shed
 We do not eat alone