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hal cimko - kinfolk at the table lyrics

[verse: hal cimko]
in the heart of the homestead, where lineage weavеs its tale
gathered ’round thе table, kinship’s bond shall never stale
generations mingling, stories passed through whispered lore
in the glow of nostalgia, we find what we’re seeking for
a tapestry of laughter, woven with the threads of time
each smile a precious gem, in this familial paradigm
from the elders’ wise counsel, to the youngest one’s delight
in the dance of our connections, our spirits take flight
the kitchen’s aromatic embrace, a symphony of flavors
serving up the essence of love, bridging past and present saviors

[refrain: moonzy]
gather ’round the table, laughter in the air
familiar faces, love that we all share
(ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh, oh)
from aunties telling stories to cousins playing games
these family gatherings, they’ll never be the same
(ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh, ooh+ooh, oh)
the smell of grandma’s cooking, fills the whole house
bringing back the memories, like an old worn blouse
[chorus: vadxley]
sitting ’round the table with my kinfolk close by
laughter in the air, good food and spirits high
everyone’s a storyteller, sharing tales of old
memories like melodies, in our hearts they hold
uncles strumming guitars, cousins tapping their feet
grandma humming softly, the rhythm sweet
aunties in the kitchen, dancing as they cook
the bond that we share, cannot be mistook
kids running ’round, innocence in their eyes
parents looking on, with love and pride
generations gathered, under one roof

[verse: hal cimko]
in the heart of the homestead, where lineage weaves its tale
gathered ’round the table, kinship’s bond shall never stale
generations mingling, stories passed through whispered lore
in the glow of nostalgia, we find what we’re seeking for

[chorus: vadxley]
sitting ’round the table with my kinfolk close by
laughter in the air, good food and spirits high
everyone’s a storyteller, sharing tales of old
memories like melodies, in our hearts they hold
uncles strumming guitars, cousins tapping their feet
grandma humming softly, the rhythm sweet
aunties in the kitchen, dancing as they cook
the bond that we share, cannot be mistook
kids running ’round, innocence in their eyes
parents looking on, with love and pride
generations gathered, under one roof

- hal cimko lyrics

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