Carry the Harvest Home

Текст песни

[Verse 1] At the edge of the birchwood, the morning carts roll by A tin cup on the windowsill, a kettle starting to cry Your wool coat hangs by the doorway, patched at the sleeve again You count the sacks beside the stove, and wait for returning men [Chorus] Hey, carry the harvest home Over the field where the cold winds roam Hand to hand and shoulder to shoulder The year grows hard, but the hearts grow bolder [Verse 2] The tractor rests by the granary, its wheels sunk deep in clay A red scarf tied around the gate has faded through the day You bring me bread wrapped in a cloth, still warm from your mother's fire I trade you half my apple, and the last match from the wire [Chorus] Hey, carry the harvest home Over the field where the cold winds roam Hand to hand and shoulder to shoulder The year grows hard, but the hearts grow bolder [Bridge] When the river takes the ice away We will mend the roof before noon You will hang the copper basin out And I will plant the onions soon [Final Chorus] Hey, carry the harvest home Over the field where the cold winds roam Hand to hand and shoulder to shoulder The year grows hard, but the hearts grow bolder [Outro] At the edge of the birchwood, the last cart disappears The kettle cools beside the stove, and winter loses its fear