Let It Bake

Rolling pins and wooden boards

Dust of flour on the floor

Sugar sweet and cinnamon

Just like where it all began

Apple pie, oh apple pie

Let it bake

under the southern sky (ooh)

Golden crust and memories high

Just let it bake,

let the time go

by

Heat is rising from the grate

Some things are worth the wait

Crimson peelings in the sink

Slowing down to sit and think

Apple pie, oh apple pie

Let it bake

under the southern sky (ooh-ooh)

Golden crust and memories high

Just let it bake,

let the time go by

Let it bake

(mmm) Just let it bake