Give Thanks - Daisy Chute Live Thanksgiving special
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Original song called Give Thanks by Daisy Chute sang live for thanksgiving.Daisy is an indépendant singer - songwriter who also plays a variety of instruments.www.facebook.com/daisychuteofficial
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