Field at night

For a time, why not
Grab the wheel
Keep’er steady now, were on course
The edge is dull
It’s dull as blight
Back and forth now
Straighten out

Mind the rocks, can’t stop til light
Rain a pouring no good for picking
Waves are even, tops a flying
Sea of dirt, no end in sight
Get them in before frostbite
Rack em’ up and ship them West
Were only growing the very best

Take control now I’m going home
Thermos full
Warm and bold
Drink that coffee, it’s getting old
No one leaves until we’re through
We want you for the pickin’ crew

Wing row and trucks, all lit up
Thanks to the harvesters’ lights

The shift is done, September too
Rest up, rest up, tomorrow is new