Come with Me into the Fields
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w&m: Dan Schutte, 1971

[Verse 1]
The fields are high and summer's days are few;
green fields have turned to gold.
The time is here for the harvesting,
for gathering home into barns.

[Refrain]
The harvest is plenty, laborers are few.
Come with me into the fields.
Your arms may grow weary; your shoes will wear thin.
Come with me into the fields.

[Verse 2]
The seeds were sown by other hands than yours;
nurtured and cared for, they grew.
But those who have sown will not harvest them;
the reaping will not be their care.

[Refrain]

[Coda]
Come with me into the fields.