Narration: Down through history, there have been many songs about the eternal triangle. This song, however, has nothing to do with the eternal triangle. It's a song about the guest of honor at a Thanksgiving dinner. Tomorrow at sunrise, Tom Turkey will meet his maker...as well as the grandma who made the dressing and cranberry sauce!



Hang down your head Tom Turkey. Hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head Tom Turkey. Poor bird, you're bound to die.

I reckon by tomorrow - I know just where I'll be:
On a silver platter, served up with brown gravy!

Hang down your head, Tom Turkey. Hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head Tom Turkey. Poor bird, you're gonna fry.

By this time tomorrow - The ax is gonna fall.
That's what I get for living - here at Butterball!

Hang down your head Tom Turkey. Hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head Tom Turkey. Dumb bird, you couldn't fly!

I know I am a turkey. A turkey's what I am.
How I wish those Pilgrims - had decided to have ham!

Hang down your head! Hang down and cry! (a-well, a-well-a)
Hang down your head! Breast or a thigh?

Make sure to pull my wishbone. It never brought me luck.
And write upon my tombstone - "You people really suck!"

Hang down your head Tom Turkey. Hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head Tom Turkey.Poor bird, you're gonna die.
Poor bird, you're gonna fry. Dumb bird, you couldn't fly!