Christmas Eve Dinner

Mother, mother, everybody's starvin'
 Mother, mother, let's eat
 Hold your horses, got a million courses
 And I'm fixin' a treat
 Jeremiah, go and help your mother
 Jay and Jonah, you too
 Ezachiah, go and get your brother
 Then fetch Jamie and Sue
 Mother, mother, everybody's happy
 Got a reason to smile
 'Cause you know that I'm about to servin'
 Christmas dinner country style
 Christmas dinner country style
 Everybody's sittin' by your head
 We'll all say praise and then break bread
 Put your napkin on your lap
 While (?) is sided from the tap
 Oh don't that turkey look divine
 We'll promenade it down the line
 Plenty off duck, well long (?) on white
 So (?) plant it to your right
 Now the sachet (?) hello met country ham
 And double-sachet (?) ham
 Swing to the left, and test that stuffin'
 And swing to the right, a Huckleberry muffin
 Time for your partner to reach across
 And dosey-dose the cranberry sauce
 Have another helpin' (?) one and all
 And you in the roomer (?), swing to the ball
 Pass a little rumsteak, if you please
 And promenade the pretty bag-eyed (?) beast
 When you all say cheese, dosey-dose
 So much's turkey is about to explode
 But you still gotta swing to the pickle twist
 Choose your pie (?)
 Oh dinner was grand, to say the least
 So honour the lady who cooked the beast
 Mother, mother, thank you for the dinner
 All the fixin's were great
 Nothin' to it, mighty glad to do it
 Seeing how much you ate
 Jeremiah, go and get your dinner
 Come on father, let's eat (?)
 I'm too full of turkey and the stuffin'
 I ain't takin' chance
 It's a very, very merry Christmas
 Got a reason to smile
 Mother, mother, everybody loved your
 Christmas dinner country style
 Christmas dinner country style