Lyrics

[Verse]
In the heart of the village, there's a shop so grand,
It's been thirty good years, giving us a hand.
Selling local produce, grown by gentle hands,
Supportin' local farmers, in these fertile lands.

[Verse 2]
Stacked with jars of honey, fresh eggs in a tray,
Jam from summer berries, and milk from cows that graze.
Bread warm from the oven, still bakin' every day,
A haven for the weary, come what may.

[Chorus]
It's the heart of our home, the village's pride,
A place we've come to know, where friendship resides.
Run by all our hands, we stand side by side,
Keepin' the light on, through life's gentle ride.

[Verse 3]
Old Joe by the counter, with stories to share,
Martha’s knitted mittens, hangin' by the chair.
Kids with pocket money, for sweets they declare,
It's more than just a shop, it's the love in the air.

[Verse 4]
Seasons come and go, but the doors stay wide,
Through Christmas snows and summer's bright tide.
Festivals and fairs, it's where we all bide,
Celebratin' thirty years with hearts open wide.

[Chorus]
It's the heart of our home, the village's pride,
A place we've come to know, where friendship resides.
Run by all our hands, we stand side by side,
Keepin' the light on, through life's gentle ride.