Performed by Paul Austin Kelly
Words & Music by P.A. Kelly
From the forthcoming Walking Oliver CD, Where Did the Dinosaurs Go?

And now you can buy and download the complete song as an MP3!

Well, I try to look real slender when November rolls around.
Otherwise I know I’ll catch it when the lady with the hatchet
Makes a chop, chop, chopping sound!
She sells us dear each and every year,
Dead turkeys by the pound!
But she’ll change her intention when she tastes my invention,
She'll be vegetarian bound.
And she will—

REFRAIN:
Gobble, gobble gobble!
Gobble, gobble gobble!
My turkey-free turkey meal.
Gobble, gobble gobble!
Gobble, gobble gobble!
Because it tastes so real!
It beats the heck out of stretching my neck.
It's an all around better deal.
And it's totally turkey free,
But it tastes just like me!




You say I’m a turkey but that shows how much you know!
The diploma on my dresser says that I’m a full professor,
I’m a brain from head to toe!
My invention, boy,
Is made of eggs and soy.
Top secret, don’t you know?
So it’s time to stop excusing all your animal abusing
And let my turkey’s go!
So you can––
(repeat REFRAIN)

She says there's a reason that all turkeys get the chop.
Thanksgiving and Christmas are how she stays in business,
Selling turkeys to the shops.
Don't want to lose my head!
Don't want to wind up dead!
Come on, now lady, STOP!
Before I'm sitting in an oven with a belly full of stuffin'
And gravy on my top!
Go on and––
(repeat REFRAIN)

© 2006, P.A. Kelly