[Intro]
In a village small, beneath a hopeful sun,
A boy with a heart of gold begins to run.
[Verse 1]
He shares his bread with the sparrows, sweet and light,
Gives a meal to everyone who passes by.
In every humble loaf, he pours a spark of right,
And wheels of kindness start to roll and fly.
[Pre-Chorus]
One day he finds a pot by the old stone well,
Smiles a little, wonders what stories it can tell.
[Chorus]
Pot of plenty, boil the good deeds bright,
Feed the hungry with every touch of right,
Greed may whisper, but it cannot bite,
Generosity shines, turning dark to light.
[Verse 2]
The pot hums softly, pours more as kindness grows,
A feast for the village in a silver glow.
But a greedy crow with glittering, hungry eyes,
Flies in to take more than his share, and trouble follows.
[Pre-Chorus]
The pot giggles, spins a trick with a clang and flare,
Whispers to the crow: choose share, or beware.
[Chorus]
Pot of plenty, boil the good deeds bright,
Feed the hungry with every touch of right,
Greed may whisper, but it cannot bite,
Generosity shines, turning dark to light.
[Bridge]
When the crow grasps gold, the pot shakes with a grin,
Coins turn to seeds and sprout in his nest within.
Laughter pops like bubbles, truth is clear and kind,
What you give is what you keep in mind.
[Chorus]
Pot of plenty, boil the good deeds bright,
Feed the hungry with every touch of right,
Greed may whisper, but it cannot bite,
Generosity shines, turning dark to light.
[Outro]
The boy walks on with blessings shared and new,
A village smiles, and hope grows in the blue.
The crow learns to share, and the pot hums true,
In giving, every heart finds nourishment anew.
