Cerridwyn, My Star© 2003, Susun S Weed |
I wrote this to keep my goat Cerridwyn still while I milk her. She loves her song; and I love her.
Chorus: Cerridwyn, my star, how beautiful you are.
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
In the days of old, there was a goddess bold,
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
In the days of old, there was a goddess bold,
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
Chorus
Of herbs she knew a lot, she put them in her pot,
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
Of herbs she knew a lot, she put them in her pot,
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
Chorus
Sometimes she is a crow, and always in the know,
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
Sometimes she is a crow, and always in the know,
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
Chorus
She is life and she is death, she is hope and she is breath,
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
She is life and she is death, she is hope and she is breath,
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
Stir your pot, Cerridwyn, stir your pot.
Chorus.