Harvest moon
Jane Birkin Lyrics

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

Chorus ~
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
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 x 3

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 ~ x 4


Writer(s): Jay Joyce Copyright: Songs Of Polygram Int. Inc., Door Number One Music

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Well, Gosh! Neil Young, eat your heart out! This arrangement nearly scintillates with elegance. Beautiful!

Lemon Soda

I secretly prefer this version

carlos regis

Me too

Herbert Lüthe

I openly prefer this version.

Mark Kerr

Wow. Awesome rendition....best one yet!!


Was getting a tea at Panera’s when I heard this playing. I couldn’t believe how good it is! I prefer this to Neil’s.

Dulce Quental

amo essa gravacão

James Gandfini

No disrespect to Neil young, but I prefer this cover.

Dušan Šućur

kako je ovo dobro!!

Grace Valentine

A treasure

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