Track 2 of the album Windfall Plums and Weekend Light · 2025
Count Your Change by the Apple Stall
“Pears in paper bags and a chalkboard flag. We wrote it standing at the stall and bought the apples after.”
xinyao · market folk · playful groove · 2:30
Lyrics
Saturday morning, the trestle tables sag Pears in paper bags and a chalkboard flag The man with the apples gives a wink and a nod Says taste one first, then tell me I'm wrong Cheese in a cloth and a jar of plum jam A girl with a fiddle plays for whoever can We swap our coins for a bag of something sweet And the whole wide market hums along to the beat Count your change by the apple stall Cheeks gone rosy, and we're laughing at it all Oh, a basket on my arm and your hand in mine Saturday sunshine and the morning feels fine Count your change by the apple stall There's plenty to go round for one and for all The baker calls us over with a crumb on a knife Says the rye's still warm, it's the best of my life We argue over honey, light or dark And pick the one that's shaped like the sun in the park Count your change by the apple stall Cheeks gone rosy, and we're laughing at it all Oh, a basket on my arm and your hand in mine Saturday sunshine and the morning feels fine Count your change by the apple stall There's plenty to go round for one and for all Nobody's hurrying, nobody's late Little brown bags and a wobbly gate Dogs on their leads and the kids on the grass Let the good things take their time to pass Count your change by the apple stall Cheeks gone rosy, and we're laughing at it all Oh, a basket on my arm and your hand in mine Saturday sunshine and the morning feels fine Count your change by the apple stall There's plenty to go round for one and for all Heavy bags and a happy walk home Apples for the table, and a tune to hum Count your change, count your change Saturday's sweet and it's ours to arrange