SMALL FACES


Song Of A Baker Lyrics

There's wheat in the field
And water in the stream
And salt in the mine
And an aching in me

I can no longer stand and wonder
'Cos I'm driven by this hunger
So I'll jug some water, bake some flour
Store some salt and wait the hour

While I'm thinking of love
Love is thinking for me
And the baker will come
And the baker I'll be

I am depending on my labor
The texture and the flavor

I can no longer stand and wonder
'Cos I'm driven by this hunger
So I'll jug some water, bake some flour
Store some salt and wait the hour

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