秋季歌曲 - A Farmer Awoke

A farmer awoke at the break of day,

He got on his horse and he galloped away,

He galloped away, he galloped away,

He got on his horse and he galloped away.

Oh, come all you farmers, Oh come, said he,

Our carrots and turnips for to see,

In the warm earth they have grown so big,

We must bring our tools and dig and dig,

So fetch your spades and come along,

To dig up the roots with your arms so strong,

To lay them out in the sun to dry,

Then pile them up in the cart so high!