A Harvest Song.

1. With the set-ting of the sun All the work is near-ly done, And the last up-lift-ed sheaf Brings the toil-ers sweet re-lief. 2. Down the nar-row coun-try lane Trails the hea-vy-la-den wain; Men and wo-men, old and young, Singing loud their sim-ple song. 3. Now the barn the corn re-ceives—Piled up high the gold-en sheaves; While the jol-ly reap-ers sing Till the ve-ry raft-ers ring. Repeat in Chorus. Greet the reap-ers as they come With a wel-come har-vest-home!