the first thanksgiving

The Pilgrims sailed across the sea, In a ship called the Mayflower, wild and free! They left their homes, a brand-new start, With courage strong and hopeful hearts. Oh, the first Thanksgiving, gather near! Together in peace, with love and cheer. Thankful for friends and food to share, The Pilgrims and Wampanoag, a friendship rare. They worked so hard in fields of green, To grow tall corn and gather beans. But winter was cold, their food was low, They struggled through the ice and snow. Oh, the first Thanksgiving, gather near! Together in peace, with love and cheer. Thankful for friends and food to share, The Pilgrims and Wampanoag, a friendship rare. The Wampanoag people came to lend a hand, They showed how to fish and farm the land. With Squanto’s help, the crops grew high, Beneath the sun, in the bright blue sky. So they feasted and laughed, with hearts so light, On turkey, corn, and pumpkin bright. For three whole days, they sang their song, Two peoples together, proud and strong. Oh, the first Thanksgiving, gather near! Together in peace, with love and cheer. Thankful for friends and food to share, The Pilgrims and Wampanoag, a friendship rare. So every year, when autumn’s here, We think of that day with family near. We give our thanks, just like they did then, And share our love with family and friends. Oh, the first Thanksgiving, gather near! Together in peace, with love and cheer. Thankful for friends and food to share, The Pilgrims and Wampanoag, a friendship rare.