Track 2 of the EP Yellow Dress · 2014
Saturday Market Sunshine
by Zuri Bell
“Saturday market is my church after church. I sing it with a canvas bag on my shoulder every single time.”
afrobeats · market afrobeats · highlife · 4:21
Lyrics
Canvas bag over my shoulder Saturday sun on my face Stalls are stacked in a rainbow row Every corner's a happy place Oranges piled like little suns Basil smelling sweet Baker's got a smile for me And warm bread for my feet Come on, come along Hum a little market song Everybody's here to share Good things in the air Saturday market sunshine Everything is looking fine Peaches in my basket Gold light on the lane Saturday market sunshine Your hand in mine Buy a little joy and let it shine Again and again Flower lady waves hello Tulips in a tin Man with the honey tells a joke And I'm laughing as I spin Kids with lemonade and a sign Selling cheer by the cup Strangers swapping recipes Nobody's in a hurry up Come on, come along Hum a little market song Everybody's here to share Good things in the air Saturday market sunshine Everything is looking fine Peaches in my basket Gold light on the lane Saturday market sunshine Your hand in mine Buy a little joy and let it shine Again and again What you got? Something sweet! What you need? Something good! Who's coming? Everybody! Right on time, like we should! Tell me what you're cooking Tell me what you found Pass it round, pass it round Saturday market sunshine Everything is looking fine Peaches in my basket Gold light on the lane Saturday market sunshine Your hand in mine Buy a little joy and let it shine Again and again Mmm, warm bread and honey Saturday market sunshine Hey, hey, hey Sunshine all the way home