Lambs are a-bleatin' and the weather's gettin' warm Coats are gettin' shaggy on the old sheep farm Give them all a haircut, store the wool away Make them into mittens on a rainy day From the wool from the sheep, it was sheared, it was carded It was spun, it was dyed, it was hung and sorted Wound into skeins until it could be knitted Into clothes to keep us warm through the winter Berries from the bushes make the reds and blues Onion skins for a browner hue Boil them up in water, stir the wool around For the fine rich color that our Nature found From the wool from the sheep... Fall is a-comin' and the trees are wearing gold Hillside's a-blaze and the air turns cold We look upon our mountain with wonder and with pride Time for knitting sweaters by the fireside From the wool from the sheep... Snow is a-falling and the drifts are like dunes Late night skiing in the bright full moon Toasty and snug and never feeling better Than we felt that night in our mittens and our sweaters From the wool from the sheep...
recording: Cecily Mills (in three-part harmony) [YouTube]
recording: Sally Rogers [YouTube]