Here I stand bread in hand

Turn my face to the wall

If she's gone I can't go on

Feeling two foot small

Everywhere people stare

Each and every day

I can see them laugh at me

And I hear them say

Hey you've got to hide your loaf away

Hey you've got to hide your loaf away

How can I even try?

I can never win

Hearing them, seeing them

In the state I'm in

How could she say to me

"Loaf will find a way?"

Gather round all you clowns

Let me hear you say

Hey you've got to hide your loaf away

Hey you've got to hide your loaf away


haggadah Section: Yachatz