The Reapers The Decemberists

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[Verse 1]
Early in the evening, when the working is through
And the fields all in furrows, and there ain’t much to do
Me and my lady all a-riding did go
As we wait for the reapers to mow

[Verse 2]
You lay on the hay rake and me on the plow
Foreman’s in the granary a-wiping his brow
Gonna break an ankle just working this row
As we wait for the reapers to mow
As we wait for the reapers to mow

[Verse 3]
Over the next valley where the land is all wild
And the hillside's all berries and thornweed for miles
Gonna plow a pasturе where no one will go
And I’ll wait for thе reapers to mow

[Verse 4]
I heard of a mansion on top of a hill
Where a lordling lives splendid, just eating his fill
Dressed in white linen, his servants in tow
Till he waits for the reapers to mow
Till he waits for the reapers to mow