Lyrics Harvest - Colin Buchanan
The
crops
have
just
started
to
turn
golden
brown
Patches
of
green
on
retreat
The
last
of
the
spring
rains
have
swollen
the
grain
Harvest
will
soon
be
here
Ron
took
delivery
of
his
header
last
week
And
there's
contractors
rolling
through
town
The
sight
of
the
trains
by
the
silos
betray
Harvest
will
soon
be
here
The
Patterson's
Curse
turns
from
purple
to
grey
The
wet
winter
slips
into
the
past
The
sprinklers
are
showering
the
lawns
around
town
Harvest
will
soon
be
here
The
feed
in
the
long
paddock
dries
in
the
sun
Only
the
lucerne
is
green
Talk
by
the
bar
is
of
prices
and
yields
Harvest
will
soon
be
here
So
will
this
be
the
year
that
the
silos
run
full
The
year
that
the
headers
run
slow
The
year
that
the
grain
trucks
will
stretch
to
four
deep
When
the
harvest
is
here
Or
will
this
be
the
year
of
the
hail
or
the
fire
Has
takeall
hit
heavy
and
hard?
Will
we
climb
out
of
debt
or
just
sink
deep
still?
We'll
tell
when
the
harvest
is
here
We'll
tell
when
the
harvest
is
here
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1 Galahs in the Gidgee
2 Uncle Viv
3 Frank the Scab
4 Harvest
5 She Waits
6 The Deutantes' Ball
7 Farm Cars
8 Come What May
9 Time for a Yarn
10 Singlets Blue
11 Progress
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