Supper on the Street

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Mara lifts the latch before the kettle sings Boots by the back door, mud on everything Rooster on the fence post throws his head up high Morning finds the wheat field turning silver in the sky [Chorus] Turn the soil, mend the gate Carry what the good earth makes From the red barn to the kitchen chair There’s enough for us to share Hands get worn and backs get sore Still we come back wanting more This little patch beneath our feet Keeps putting supper on the street [Verse 2] Calves crowd the railings, nudging for their grain Old Blue shakes the harness after last night’s rain Tomatoes in the basket, beans along the wall Granddad counts the wooden crates and says we’ve got them all [Chorus] Turn the soil, mend the gate Carry what the good earth makes From the red barn to the kitchen chair There’s enough for us to share Hands get worn and backs get sore Still we come back wanting more This little patch beneath our feet Keeps putting supper on the street [Bridge] When the heat leans low across the rows And the last cart rattles home We wash the dust from every hand And watch the swallows cross the land [Final Chorus] Turn the soil, mend the gate Carry what the good earth makes Lanterns by the open door Boots lined up across the floor Hands get worn and backs get sore Still we come back wanting more This little patch beneath our feet Keeps putting supper on the street [Outro] Tomorrow when the kettle sings We’ll rise and tend to everything