BRINGING IN THE SHEAVES

(by Jim Boyes)

Though it's way past harvest time 
Souls still toil and wagons rattle 
Corn still stands in rank and line 
And defies us all
We can see it in our past
Blood will out and join the battle
Though we work in different ways / We're 
bringing in the sheaves

	Bringing in the sheaves
	We're bringing in the sheaves
	Though we work in different ways / We're
	bringing in the sheaves

Though we started from the land 
Some do choose to roam abroad / The
hand upon the gliding plough / Is 
not for everyone
Changing seasons help us see / That
those who hear a different drummer 
Though not in one harmony / Are 
bringing in the sheaves

	Bringing ...
	Though not in one harmony


What lay dormant in the soil / Is 
wakened by the kiss of summer 
So the fruit of yesteryear / Be-
-comes the year's new corn 
Every stem has at its core
Part of those who went before / In 
turn they will be kept in store / By 
bringing in the sheaves

	Bringing ...
	In turn they will be kept in store

In conclusion bear in mind 
What example has begun
What you do today in kind / Has 
power for everyone
True strong aims will pass along 
To our daughters and our sons
So may they in years to come / Be 
bringing in the sheaves

	Bringing ...
	So may they in years to come
     

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