Fill a big basket from your storeroom shelf
And carry it to somebody yourself!
Give jellies to the sick,—flowers to the sad,—
Give anything that will make some one glad;
Give a cash present to a needy friend,
Don‘t be afraid that such things will offend,—
For, if the spirit of the gift is right,
You‘ll find ‘twill be accepted with delight.
Get busy at this giving,—every one!
There‘s so much giving waiting to be done!
Let every one of us pick out some way
To put the "Giving" in Thanksgiving Day!
ALL (sing in chorus; air, “My Maryland”).
We‘ve found the meaning of the word,
Giving Day, Thanksgiving Day!
By gratitude our hearts are stirred,
Giving Day, Thanksgiving Day.
Let us do all that we can do,
To make some others grateful, too,
And may it he for me and you,
Giving Day, Thanksgiving Day.
Again into our lives has come
Giving Day, Thanksgiving Day.
Once more we sing our Harvest Home,
Giving Day, Thanksgiving Day.
Thanksgiving is our theme, you know,
And while our thanks to God we owe,
We owe our giving here below,
Giving Day, Thanksgiving Day.
(Attendants bring in baskets, and the characters on the stage fill them from the stores of harvest. While thus engaged, they sing; air, “Old Black Joe.”)
We all agree with what we‘ve just now heard;
We have all learned the meaning of the word;
