Track 4 of the EP Walk Me Home · 2026
Sunday Basket, Sunday Sun
“Grab the basket, grab the hat, the sun is out for that. A brisk little tune for a bright Sunday morning.”
bossa nova · bossa nova · sunny swing · 2:29
Lyrics
Grab the basket, grab the hat Sunday sun is out for that Down the lane and past the gate Market music, don't be late Sunday basket, Sunday sun Tomatoes red and I'm not done Carrots, plums and a loaf still warm Walk on by the tune, no storm Sunday basket, Sunday sun Every stall is saying come Fill it up and fill it slow Where the good things grow Honey man with a golden spoon Hums along to a banjo tune Flowers tied with a bit of string Everybody here can sing Sunday basket, Sunday sun Tomatoes red and I'm not done Carrots, plums and a loaf still warm Walk on by the tune, no storm Sunday basket, Sunday sun Every stall is saying come Fill it up and fill it slow Where the good things grow Pay the farmer, shake his hand Dirt on his fingers, sky on the land Give me a pear for the road back home I'm never walking alone Sunday basket, Sunday sun Tomatoes red and I'm not done Carrots, plums and a loaf still warm Walk on by the tune, no storm Sunday basket, Sunday sun Every stall is saying come Fill it up and fill it slow Where the good things grow Where the good things grow