Little Bull Of Blithe

Little Bull Of Blithe - Sam Fender

Lyrics by：Sam Fender

Composed by：Sam Fender

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

Made sure that everyone was full

Whole life dedicated to us all

Homesick a mile away from home

Made sure we never felt alone

Call me your little bull of blithe

Queen bee of a little humble hive

Matriarch of a massive Geordie tribe oh aye

And I was your little bull of blithe

I was your little bull of blithe

You may not recognize my face

You may not recognize my name

You may not recognize the little boy you raised

But always 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