Sam Fender Little Bull Of Blithe
[Verse 1]
Call me your little bull of blithe
Call me the twinkle in your eye
You sing Sam I am
Washed his face in a frying pan
And I was your little bull of blithe
[Verse 2]
Made sure that everyone was full
Whole life dedicated to us all
Homesick a mile away from home
Made sure he never felt alone
[Verse 3]
Call me your little bull of blithe
Queen bee of a little humble hive
Matriach of a massive Geordie tribe, oh aye
And I was your littlе bull of blithe
I was your little bull of blithe
[Verse 4]
You may not rеcognise my face
You may not recognise my name
You may not recognise the little boy you raised
But I'll always be your little bull of blithe
I'm always your little bull of blithe
Just know I'm always your little bull
Always your little bull, always your little bull of blithe
