Texty:
Ray Davies Thanksgiving Day

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

Překlad: Ray Davies. Den díkůvzdání.

Dear sir or madam, I don't normally write to the press But the neighbourhood where I grew up is really quite depressed. Society is crumbling but

of me that says "Get out" Then one day I'll hear somebody shout "Sounds to me like you come from London Town" But if you're ever up on Highgate Hill on a clear day

: (Ray Davies) Are you going on Thanksgiving Day To those family celebrations? Passing on knowledge down through the years At the gathering of generations