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James Reyne
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Harvest Moon
Lyricist:Simon Hussey, Reyne James Michael
She talked in riddles, she talked in three dimensional She held my lazy head when evening light was gone She called the breaks, I ploughed the lower forty when She called me plough boy, say what paddock were you on
Summer sun when my day is done God, help me just to shade my eyes Harvest moon, she'll be rising soon God willing and the creek don't rise
She knows I'm right, she knows I'm so conventional Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com She knows I'm cultivated furrows on my brow The land was mortified, the land was indivisible I tell you someday we will reap what we might sow
Don't rise, she calls me Captain, she knows I'm so industrious She fills my tea cup when the window shades are down We load the pick up, we're making individual We're making all that hay while driving into town
Don't rise, harvest moon, she'll be rising soon God willing and the creek don't rise, don't rise
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