Heather Alexander Laddie Are Ya Working
Darkness hangin' in the sky in the morn
Moonlight dyin' as the sun is reborn
Crops are swayin' in an island of green
Hemp and teff and corn in between
CHORUS:
Cut her low, swing her 'round
Iron wire, tightly bound
Thresh the teff by the mornin' lark
Lie in her arms in the still of dark
Laddie are ya workin'?
Sunlight shinin' on the heart of the land
Crops are bendin' to the part Nature planned
Who'd be thinkin' that they'd end from that start
Cut and rent and shredded apart?
Storm clouds gather as the hands to the field
Raindrops scatter as the land's made to yield
Body separate from its fine golden head
Stalk and sheaf and chafe for a bed
Stars are twinklin' and the moon's risin' high
Dark is waitin' for the sunlight to die
Memories harken to the Emerald Isle
Sing and sleep and dream for a while
FINAL CHORUS:
Cut us low, swing us 'round
Iron shackles, tightly bound
Thresh your soul by the mornin' lark
Lie with your dreams in the dead of dark
Laddie, are ya' workin'?
