Lyrics
[Verse 1] You set your baskets by the guava tree And lift the cloth from what you baked at dawn A little flour still upon your sleeve You smile and tell us where your road began [Chorus] Come taste the morning, pass a plate around Your golden pastries bring the neighbors near You sing the miles that carried you to town And every story finds a welcome here [Verse 2] The market keeper saves a place for you While children choose the twists with sugared tops A woman hums the tune she learned from you The bread sells out before the noon bell stops [Chorus] Come taste the morning, pass a plate around Your golden pastries bring the neighbors near You sing the miles that carried you to town And every story finds a welcome here [Bridge] You crossed the water, crossed the hills Kept one small song through changing days Now here beneath the striped awnings Your table is a place to stay [Chorus] Come taste the morning, pass a plate around Your golden pastries bring the neighbors near You sing the miles that carried you to town And every story finds a welcome here [Outro] One last sweet roll, one more refrain You’ll bring your songs next market day
