Colin Buchanan - Harvest Lyrics

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



Writer(s): Colin Keith Robert Buchanan


Colin Buchanan - Galahs in the Gidgee
Album Galahs in the Gidgee
date of release
10-04-1994




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