Apples in the Basket

歌詞

The sun comes over the top of the hill Shines on the fields I've yet to till My bones are weary but I know I will And not just because you ask it Rake and hoe on twenty-penny nails Milk lies sweet in a dozen pails Hay piled up in a hundred bails And apples in the basket A house that's tight to the wind and snow A barn that's full of the things we grow Empty purse, but I don't owe A thing to any man living A woman warm, a woman kind A woman that knows her own sweet mind A woman that knows just what's behind The things that she's forgiven There's branches on the family tree A boy, a girl, and a baby's three They look like her, they look like me Like folks that's dead and gone now But I don't care, we're all the same There's none to bless and none to blame We're doing in the family name The work we carry on now The old grey goose in on the wing But he'll be back again next spring Each year we do the same old thing And the same old wheel goes spinning When the air is warm and the earth is sweet And the good clean dirt is on our feet The circle comes around complete And the end is the beginning.