The Soapmakers

[Verse 1]

Behind the Cliffside Inn

Heard a fiddle and a mandolin

Keeping rhythm on an old washboard

And stomping on the floor

Saw people of all sorts

Dancing 'round in twos and fours

Caroling about days of old

And what the future holds

[Verse 2]

In the middle was a big cauldron

That they were stirring, stirring

And there were trees around

That they kept burning, burning

I asked a toothless man

Who all these people were

And he said, "The soapmakers

And we are working, working."

[Chorus]

As they stirred Heaven and Earth, they combined to one

And everything was everyone and each one was all

As they stirred, I heard a trumpet call

And everything was everyone and each one was all

[Chorus]

As they stirred Heaven and Earth, they combined to one

And everything was everyone and each one was all

As they stirred I heard a trumpet call

And everything was everyone and each one was all