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: