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There's wheat in the field
And water in the stream
And salt in the mine
And an aching in me

I can no longer stand and wonder
'Cause I'm driven by this hunger
So I'll jug some water, bake some flour
Store some salt and wait the hour

While I'm thinking of love
Love is thinking for me
And the baker will come
And the baker I'll be

I am depending on my labour
The texture and the flavour
There's wheat in the field   And water in the stream   And salt in the mine   And an aching in me      I can no longer stand and wonder   'Cause I'm driven by this hunger   So I'll jug some water, bake some flour   Store some salt and wait the hour      While I'm thinking of love   Love is thinking for me   And the baker will come   And the baker I'll be      I am depending on my labour   The texture and the flavour