Show in the field by walt mason while others bear the sword and shield where mighty armies meet I 1 in busy in the harvest field and shocking sheaves of wheat I 1 in sweat instead of blood it flows in endless tide and as I 1 wipe away the flood my bosom swells with pride I 1 know I 1 have not lived in vain nain whatever you may say since I 1 can help to save the grain and earn three bones a day the sun beats down upon my back it s hot and hotter yet and all along my labored track the ground Is damp with sweat the work Is hard I 1 must ad mit these burning days of june and now and then I 1 have a fit and now and then I 1 swoon but when this weary war Is done and you size up the gents who did their best to make the hun look much like fifteen cents a man like me you 11 gladly meet although I 1 ve splashed n no 0 gore I 1 ve shocked ten million sheaves of wheat and then ten mil rall lions more he also serves you doubtless know who does the work at hand who barred from shooting g up the toe foe goes forth to till the land I 1 feel I 1 am the one best bet the guy that s sate safe and sane the ground behind Is moist with sweat as though there d been a rain |