Track 7 of the album Write Me Back by Sunday · 2026
Goat Cheese and Gospel, Market Morning
by Nina Vale
“The cheese man sings loud and clear and so do I. It's the silliest song I own and I love it.”
soul · playful soul · market soul · 2:31
Lyrics
Morning, morning, market's here Cheese man's singing loud and clear Wooden crates and chalkboard signs Everyone's in a line Goat cheese and gospel, market morning Hands in the air, no warning Pass the bread and pass the praise Sing it through the sunny haze Goat cheese and gospel, market morning Sweet as the day is dawning Taste a bit and clap along Everybody's got a song Farmer's wife with a basket of eggs Dancing in her work boots, shaking her legs Honey drips and the fiddle sings Mercy, what a morning brings Goat cheese and gospel, market morning Hands in the air, no warning Pass the bread and pass the praise Sing it through the sunny haze Goat cheese and gospel, market morning Sweet as the day is dawning Taste a bit and clap along Everybody's got a song Thank you for the fruit, thank you for the field Thank you for the hands that bring the yield Thank you, thank you, one and all Big and small, big and small Goat cheese and gospel, market morning Hands in the air, no warning Pass the bread and pass the praise Sing it through the sunny haze Goat cheese and gospel, market morning Sweet as the day is dawning Taste a bit and clap along Everybody's got a song Everybody's got a song