Track 7 of the album Lift the Lamps · 2016
Apples for the Fiddler's Hat
“A busker, a fountain and a hat full of apples. We recorded it live in one take, stamping on the floor.”
classical crossover · choral pop · folk hymn · gospel groove · 3:00
Lyrics
Down by the fountain, the stalls unfold Pears in a pyramid, honey like gold A fiddler tunes by the cheese man's cart And plays the whole market a beat for its heart A baker laughs and throws a bun A child holds her coin in the morning sun Every stranger who passes stops to hear And drops something sweet in the old hat here Apples for the fiddler's hat Nobody planned it, but look at that Strings and sunshine, bread and cheer Everyone's a neighbour here Apples for the fiddler's hat Sing it loud and pass it back Little gifts and a lively tune Make a market of the afternoon A flower seller starts to hum An old man claps along on a drum Crates become a dancing floor And no one wants to close the door Basket on the arm, a song in the air A little bit of kindness everywhere What we give is what we keep In a market full of laughter, deep Apples for the fiddler's hat Nobody planned it, but look at that Strings and sunshine, bread and cheer Everyone's a neighbour here Apples for the fiddler's hat Sing it loud and pass it back Little gifts and a lively tune Make a market of the afternoon Apples, apples, pass it back Everyone's a neighbour here