Breads and Fishes

Thanks very much to Carolyn Brandow, who e-mailed me this song!

As I went a walking one morning in spring,

I met with some travellers in an old country lane.

One was an old man, the second a maid,

The third was a young man who smiled as he said:

Chorus:

With the wind in the willows

And the birds in the sky

There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie

We have bread & fishes and a jug of red wine

To share on our journey with all of mankind

I sat down beside them with gay flowers around

And we ate from a mantle spread on the ground

They told me of peoples, and prophets and kings

And all of the one God who knew everything.

So I asked them to tell me their names and their race

That I may remember their kindness & grace

"My name it is Joseph, this is Mary my wife,

And this is our young son who is our dear life."

"We are travelling to Glaston through England's green lanes,

To hear of men's troubles, to hear of men's pains,

We travel the wide world o'er the lands and the seas

To tell all the people how they can be free."

So sadly I left them in that country lane,

I know that I never shall see them again

One was an old man, the second a maid,

The third was a young boy who smiled as he said: