"Angeline The Baker" is a traditional folk song from Crooked Still's album, Hop High.
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LYRICS
Angeline the baker, lives on the village green
The way I always loved her, beats all you've ever seen
Angeline the baker, Angeline I know
Should have married Angeline, twenty years ago
Angeline the baker, age of 43
Fed her sugar candy, but she still won't marry me
Angeline the baker, Angeline I know
Should have married Angeline, just twenty years ago
Her father was a baker, his name was Uncle Sam
I never shall forget her, no matter where I am
She said can’t do hard work, because she is not stout
Baked the biscuits every day and pours the coffee out
Angeline the baker, age of 43
Fed her sugar candy, but she still won't marry me
Angeline the baker, Angeline I know
Should have married Angeline, just twenty years ago
I bought Angeline a brand new dress, neither black nor brown
It was the colour of a stormy skies, before the rain came down
Sixteen horses in my pack, the leader he was blind
I dreamed that I was dying, I saw my Angeline
Angeline the baker, age of 43
Fed her sugar candy, and she still won't marry me
Angeline the baker, Angeline I know
Should have married Angeline, just twenty years ago