Lyrics

(Composer unknown)

Now the farmer sows his field,
Its increase soon the ground will yield.

Now the fields are bright and green,
The yellow corn will soon be seen.

Now the reapers’ sickles ring,
And harvest home they gladly sing.

  • Song with chords, alternate version with more Thanksgiving lyrics, recorder ostinato (notes A,C / so-mi), Orff arrangement (PDF)
  • MIDI file
  • Listen to the song

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