Apples In The Basket

Intro Verse The sun comes over the top of the hill Shines on the fields I've yet to till My bones are weary, but I know I will And not just because you ask it Verse Rake and hoe hung on twenty-penny nails Milk lies sweet in a dozen pails Hay piled up in a hundred bales And apples in the basket Verse A house that's tight to the wind and snow A barn that's full of the things we grow Empty purse, but I don't owe A thing to any man living Verse A woman warm, a woman kind A woman who knows her own sweet mind A woman who knows just what's behind The things that she's forgiven Verse There's branches on the family tree There's a boy, a girl and a baby's three They look like her, they look like me Like folks that's dead and gone now Verse But I don't care, we're all the same There's none to bless and none to blame We're doing it in the family's name The work we carry on now Verse The old grey goose is on the wing But he'll be back again next spring Each year we do the same old thing And the same old wheel goes spinning Verse When the air is warm and the earth is sweet And the good clean dirt is on our feet The circle comes around complete And the end is the beginning Verse The sun comes over the top of the hill Shines on the fields I've yet to till My bones are weary, but I know I will And not just because you ask it Verse Rake and hoe hung on twenty-penny nails Milk lies sweet in a dozen pails Hay piled up in a hundred bales And apples in the basket