I
THERE IS PEACE AND CONTENTMENT
IN MY FATHER'S HOUSE TODAY.
LOT'S OF FOOD ON THE TABLE, AND NO ONE IS TURNED AWAY.
THERE IS SINGING AND LAUGHTER AS THE HOURS PASS BY,
BUT A HUSH HAUNTS THE SINGING AS MY FATHER SADLY CRIES.
II
PUSH AWAY FROM THE TABLE
LOOK OUT THROUGH THE WINDOW PANE.
JUST BEYOND THIS HOUSE OF PLENTY
LIES A FIELD OF GOLDEN GRAIN, AND ITS WHITE UNTO HARVEST
BUT THE REAPERS WHERE ARE THEY
IN A HOUSE ALL KEEP THE CHILDREN HEAR THEIR FATHER SADLY CRY.
CHORUS
MY HOUSE IS FULL BUT MY FIELDS IS EMPTY
WHO WILL GO AND WORK FOR ME TODAY.
IT SEEMS MY CHILDREN ALL
WANT TO STAY AROUND MY TABLE
BUT NO ONE WANTS TO WORK IN MY FIELDS
NO ONE WANTS TO WORK IN MY FIELDS