Track 6 of the EP The Bell Still Rings on Her Handlebars · 2023
Strawberries by the Dozen, Songs by the Pound
“Crates stacked and the awnings rising on the berry pies. A joyful market song and the brightest thing here.”
operatic pop · whimsical pop · orchestral pop · 4:42
Lyrics
Crates are stacked and the awnings rise Sunlight spills on the berry pies Chalk on a board says two for one And I have a song for everyone Peaches shine like small gold bells Honey jars hold summer spells A woman weighs the fruit with grace And hums along to the market pace Come on, come on, the morning's wide Bring your basket, step inside Strawberries by the dozen, songs by the pound Everything is ripe and ringing all around Trade me a high note for a crusty loaf Sing me a bargain, sing me hope Strawberries by the dozen, hear them call Sunshine in a punnet, enough for all Weigh it on the scales and let it sound Strawberries by the dozen, songs by the pound Cheese man whistles through his stall Flower girl sings the loudest of all A tuba player's tuning by the pears And no one minds, and no one cares Come on, come on, the morning's wide Bring your basket, step inside Strawberries by the dozen, songs by the pound Everything is ripe and ringing all around Trade me a high note for a crusty loaf Sing me a bargain, sing me hope Strawberries by the dozen, hear them call Sunshine in a punnet, enough for all Weigh it on the scales and let it sound Strawberries by the dozen, songs by the pound Pay in coins and pay in smiles Walk the cobbles, count the miles Every stall's a little stage Every shopper turns a page Strawberries by the dozen, songs by the pound Everything is ripe and ringing all around Trade me a high note for a crusty loaf Sing me a bargain, sing me hope Strawberries by the dozen, hear them call Sunshine in a punnet, enough for all Weigh it on the scales and let it sound Strawberries by the dozen, songs by the pound Songs by the pound Songs by the pound Oh, the morning's ripe and ringing, songs by the pound