Lyrics
Donald and the Empty Bowl[Verse 1]
Donald shoved his bowl across the floor,
Looked at me like, “Dad, I need some more.”
He turned it upside down and gave it a spin,
Then stared at me like I had done him in.
I said, “You ate that breakfast, lunch, and supper too.”
He said, “That may be true—but what’s a hungry dog to do?”
[Chorus]
An empty bowl ain’t an empty life,
It’s just a little room for what comes next tonight.
If you’ve got a home, a friend, and breath to breathe,
And somebody who comes when you need,
You’ve got more than you can see.
Thank You, Lord, for what You’ve given me.
[Verse 2]
Donald checked the cupboard, checked the sack,
Checked the floor to see what crumbs fell back.
He looked at me, then looked up at the sky,
Like maybe God was late with his supply.
I said, “Son, look around before you complain—
You’ve got a bowl, a porch, and sunshine after rain.”
[Chorus]
An empty bowl ain’t an empty life,
It’s just a little room for what comes next tonight.
If you’ve got a home, a friend, and breath to breathe,
And somebody who comes when you need,
You’ve got more than you can see.
Thank You, Lord, for what You’ve given me.
[Bridge]
Some folks count blessings only when the cupboard’s full,
But gratitude can grow in ground that looks dull.
Donald wagged his tail, then nudged my hand,
Like an empty bowl can teach a full-grown man.
[Final Chorus]
An empty bowl ain’t an empty life,
It’s a place to thank God for the next sunrise.
For the food, the family, the mercy, and the grace,
For another chance to get right in this place.
Donald licked the bowl and said, “Dad, I agree—
But leave a little room for a snack for me.”
[Outro]
“Thank You, Lord.”
Donald wagged his tail.
“And maybe… just a little gravy.”

Donald and the Empty Bowl
warm family-friendly country folk, acoustic guitar, fiddle, banjo, upright bass, light drums
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