The Worker: Tiller of the Earth

A tribute to farmers everywhere.

The Worker: Tiller of the Earth

Oh, tiller of the earth,

come see about me �"

Wild grain of the fields

and the giant oak tree.

Come wriggle your toes

in my soft loam,

pushing your plough

before heading home.

Wet my earth with rain from above,

press your seed with hands of love.

Gather my bounty when fall abounds,

give thanks up above for my leaves so proud.

Stop at my brook and drink your fill,

greet my fish with a voice not loud.

Oh, tiller of the earth,

come see about me �"

Wild grain of the fields

and the giant oak tree.

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