You asked me without a single word
Lucky that I heard
It was in the wind and now I understand
I'm sleepy I'll stay up for awhile
We're part of it now
And when it's done I bet we'll wonder how
I don't feel the strain
But it's surely there
It's the work we're here for
And like I said I'll help you unload
There was something moving cross the field
So through the grass I ran
But it would never show itself to me
I watched you from father down the road
Bending down so low
Digging ever deeper in the ground
He doesn't even know
When he works that plow
He's what I'm here for
And like I said I'll help him unload
SOLO
A matter of interest left to me if anything can be
Will such a fine unbroken line
Ever break beneath the weight
Or will I find him planting in the spring
From Cheri Knight "The Knitter"