Gather It In Songtext
von Ninebarrow

When the wheat′s ripe and the harvest begins
Go to the fields and gather it in
Leaves on the breeze and the sun on our skin
Go to the fields and gather it in

When the heather bells ring and the rowan is red
It's down to the fields to the harvest we′ll tread
Past overgrown hedgerows and fruit-laden bowers
We'll come to the farm through an archway of flowers

Yesterday evening while the harvest moon shined
We worked in its light and our hooks we did grind
Now scythes to the front and children behind
Away to the corn fields to reap and to bind

When the wheat's ripe and the harvest begins
We′ll go to the fields and we′ll gather it in
Leaves on the breeze and the sun on our skin
Go to the fields
Gather it in


When our wheat's in, oats and barley are bound
Success to the workers who plough through the ground
From the last sheaf a corn dolly we′ll bring
A home for the spirit until the next spring

When the wheat's ripe and the harvest begins
We′ll go to the fields and we'll gather it in
Leaves on the breeze and the sun on our skin
Go to the fields
Gather it in

When night comes on to the farmhouse we′ll steer
He'll have a good supper and drink the strong beer
Wishing the farmer such blessings in life
Drinking a health unto him and his wife

When the wheat's ripe and the harvest begins
We′ll go to the fields and we′ll gather it in
Leaves on the breeze and the sun on our skin
Go to the field and we'll gather it in

When the wheat′s ripe and the harvest begins
We'll go to the fields and we′ll gather it in
Leaves on the breeze and the sun on our skin
Go to the fields
Gather it in