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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Lee
Sam Lee
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Lee
Sam Lee
Songwriter
James Keay
James Keay
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bernard Butler
Bernard Butler
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'll sing you one, oh
Green grow the rushes, oh
What is your one, oh?
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so
[Verse 2]
I'll sing you two, oh
Green grow the rushes, oh
What is your two, oh?
Two, two, the lily-white boys clothed in all green, oh
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so
[Verse 3]
I'll sing you three, oh
Green grow the rushes, oh
What is your three, oh?
Three, three, the rivals
Two, two, the lily-white boys clothed in all green, oh
For one is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so
[Verse 4]
A soul, a soul, a soul cake
Please me with your soul cake
Who bit the apple? Who stole the cherry?
Knock it down and make us merry
One for the rise, two for the fall
Three for the knot that ties us all
Four for the shine, five stars call
Six to carry us from this brawl
Who made us all?
Who made us all?
[Verse 5]
Bless the makers of this house, the company, our kin
The chosen word, the dramaturge
The flesh, the sweat, the skin
Bless the babies in this bed, the sinus and the snot
The regiment, the new ferment
God bless the whole damn lot
[Verse 6]
For a soul, a soul, a soul cake
Bake or break a soul cake
Scrump the apple, glass the cherry
Parsley, sage, and rosemary
Time to rise, time to fall
Time to take your curtain call
Time is up, time, it mends
Time brings all things to an end
[Verse 7]
Bless the keepers of this house, the fool, the mime, the clown
The mask of your forgotten dream, black velvet ballroom gown
The pasodoble, the promenade, the moves we learned from France
The do-si-do, the small red nose, lock sword, lord of dance
[Verse 8]
For a soul, a soul, a soul cake
Dance with death in a soul cake
An apple, a pear, a plum, or a cherry
All the fruits of this luminary
One for the sea, two for the soil
Three for a spin on this mortal coil
Seven bright stars in the sky
Six for the six proud walkers
Some have symbols at their door
Some are lie, the eye no more
Some will rise, some will fall
Some will never hear the call
Written by: James Keay, Sam Lee
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