Door-To-Door

Each day begins early, when sparrows start to sing,
And the truck is filled with baked goods, layer cakes and pies.
He drives through the neighborhood and rings a bell on a string.

His customers will ask him, What bread did you bring?
Today, just for you, Italian, French and Rye.
Each day begins early, when sparrows start to sing.

Woolen garments in winter, short-sleeves in spring—
He’ll call, Fresh donuts, nutty dunkers, jelly-filled, and fried!
My grandfather drives the truck, rings a bell on a string.

Cookies, the size of hands, their baker-man brings,
Chocolate Chip and Peanut Butter, the children will cry!
Each day begins early, when sparrows start to sing.

A shiny silver dollar is pay to my liking,
For a half days’ work, what will it buy?
Tomorrow comes early, when sparrows start to sing,
We’ll restock the truck, I’ll ring the bell on a string.