歌詞

The flour jar, the butter dish

The sugar and the salt

I set them out like little friends

Along the counter's edge

The flour makes a tiny cloud

That settles on the ledge

A spoonful and a measure

A pinch and then a prayer

The jar of flour won't run out

The oil will not run dry

There's always been enough in here

Enough, and love besides

My grandmother would hum like this

Her apron white with dust

Some recipes are handed down

With flour, faith and trust

The bowl is waiting, patient

The whisk is standing by

The jar of flour won't run out

The oil will not run dry

There's always been enough in here

Enough, and love besides

The lamb has flour on its nose

From leaning in too near

I dust it off and tell it, wait

The best part isn't here

Mmm... mmm... mmm

The jar of flour won't run out

The oil will not run dry

There's always been enough in here

Enough, and love besides

The jar of flour won't run out

The oil will not run dry

There's always been enough in here

Enough, and love besides

The flour jar, the butter dish

And everything we need