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Song of a Baker
 (Lane/Marriott)
 
 
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
because 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 of me
and the baker will come
and the baker I'll be
I am depending on my labour
the texture and the flavour
I can no longer stand and wonder
because 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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