In a quank old town where cobblestones gleamed
There lived a baker with a secret dream
With flour on his hands
And a heart so light
He baked his bread from morning to night
Oh, the baker's tale of Christmas cheer
And his little shop
The magic is near with a twinkle in his eye
And a jolly grin
He spreads the joy from deep within With
dough in his hands he kneads and shapes
Create and wonders with each sweet escape In the warmth of his oven
Dreams take flight As cinnamon scents dance in the night
Oh,
the baker's tale of Christmas cheer And his little shop
The magic is near with a twinkle in his eye And
a jolly grin He spreads the joy from deep within
With
a twirl of his whisk and a sprinkle of snow
He crafts his delights for all to know
In the heart of the season
Where dreams unfold
His laughter echoes in Stolpett And oh,
the
baker's tale of Christmas cheer
And his little shop The magic is near with a twinkle in his eye
And a jolly grin He spreads the joy from deep within
So raise a toast to the baker's cheer
In his mumbo-a-bone love is near
For in every loaf,
in every smile Lies the spirit of Christmas in every mile
In every mile
Oh, in every loaf,
in every smile