Harvest Sunset by Carl Sandburg
RED gold of pools,
Sunset furrows six oâ€™clock,
And the farmer done in the fields
And the cows in the barns with bulging udders.
Take the cows and the farmer,
Take the barns and bulging udders.
Leave the red gold of pools
And sunset furrows six oâ€™clock.
The farmerâ€™s wife is singing.
The farmerâ€™s boy is whistling.
I wash my hands in red gold of pools.