Now harvest comes on and the reaping’s begun
The fruits of the earth we gather them in
Now harvest comes on and the reaping’s begun
The fruits of the earth we gather them in
And now let us wait till the season begins
And at night let us hallo boys all in a row
All in a row, all in a row
And at night let us hallo boys all in a row
Then early next morning our sickles we grind
And away to the cornfield to reap and to bind
Then early next morning our sickles we grind
And away to the cornfield to reap and to bind
And the foreman looks back and he sees us behind
And he gives a loud hallo, bring well to the bind
Bring well to the bind, bring well to the bind
And he gives a loud hallo, bring well to the bind
Well done says the farmer behind and before
We will have a fresh oggy and a half a pint of beer
Well done says the farmer behind and before
We will have a fresh oggy and a half a pint of beer
So jolly boys all to the cut we will go
And at night we’ll say hallo, O well done hey-ho,
O well done hey-ho, O well done hey-ho,
And at night we’ll say hallo, O well done hey-ho,
Our harvest’s all in, oats and barley all bound,
Success to the farmer that ploughs up the land
Our harvest’s all in, oats and barley all bound,
Success to the farmer that ploughs up the land
As to this wheat stubble, to turnips also
Here’s an end to our song with a hallo hey-ho
With a hallo hey-ho, with a hallo hey-ho
Here’s an end to our song with a hallo hey-ho