Soul Cake - Sting

A soul cake, a soul cake,

Please, good missus, a soul cake,

An apple, a pear, a plum or a cherry,

Any good thing to make us all merry.

A soul cake, a soul cake,

Please, good missus, a soul cake,

One for Peter, two for Paul,

And three for Him that made us all.

God bless the master of this house

And the mistress also,

And all the little children

That round your table grow;

The cattle in your stable,

The dogs at your front door,

And all that dwell within your gates

We’ll wish you ten times more.

A soul cake, a soul cake:

Go down into the cellar

And see what you can fi nd;

If the barrels are not empty

We’ll hope that you’ll be kind;

We’ll hope that you’ll be kind

With your apple and your pear,

And we’ll come no more a-soulin'

Till Christmas time next year.

A soul cake, a soul cake:

The streets are very dirty,

Me shoes are very thin,

I have a little pocket

To put a penny in;

If you haven’t got a penny

A ha’penny will do;

If you haven’t got a ha’penny

God bless you.

A soul cake, a soul cake:

Lyrics: Soul Cake, Sting