歌詞

One sugar, stir it three times round

And the afternoon begins

I pour the darjeeling in the cup

And drop a sugar in

The teaspoon makes its little song

Against the china's rim

Then up it comes, the first warm sip

The window fogs a bit

Stir, stir, sweet and slow

First cup by the glass

Sweeter than honey to my mouth

And the hurry starts to pass

The little lamb has climbed the chair

Across the table from me

It gets a saucer, warm and small

Of milk and honeyed tea

We clink, the lamb and I, and laugh

The leaves outside applaud

Stir, stir, sweet and slow

First cup by the glass

Sweeter than honey to my mouth

And the hurry starts to pass

Sweeter than honey are Your words

The psalmist sang it true

And first cups by the window sing

The very same thing too

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Stir, stir, sweet and slow

First cup by the glass

Sweeter than honey to my mouth

And the hurry starts to pass

Stir, stir, sweet and slow

First cup by the glass

Sweeter than honey to my mouth

And the hurry starts to pass

One sugar, stirred three times round

And the afternoon is mine