The Harvest Time

1 Through lanes with hedge-rows pearly go forth the reapers early
Among the yellow corn, among the yellow corn;
Good luck betide their shearing, for winter's tide is nearing,
And we must fill the barn, and we must fill the barn.

Chorus:
Tralla la la, tralla la la! the busy harvest time.
Tralla la la, tralla la la! the busy harvest time.

2 At noon they leave the meadow, beneath the friendly shadow
Of monarch oak to dine, of monarch oak to dine;
And 'mid his branches hoary goes up the thankful story,
The harvest is so fine, the harvest is so fine.

Chorus:
Tralla la la, tralla la la! the blessed harvest time.
Tralla la la, tralla la la! the blessed harvest time.

3 And when the west is burning, from shaven field returning,
Up on the wain they come, up on the wain they come;
When all their hamlet neighbors rejoice to end their labors,
With merry harvest home, with merry harvest home.

Chorus:
Tralla la la, tralla la la! the joyous harvest time.
Tralla la la, tralla la la! the joyous harvest time.

Source: Manual for the chapel of Girard College #232