HARVEST OF LOVE
by
Benny Hill

I rise at six and then I feed the chicks
And I'm feeling lonesome and blue
And when I milk the cow, it seems somehow
My thoughts keep straying to you

And as the horse and I plough the field nearby
Your memory I can't erase
For while I walk at the rear of the horse, my dear
I seem to see your face

I'm going to sow the seeds of deep devotion
Fertilise it with emotion
Water it with warm desire
And then I'll reap the harvest of love

Yes, I was happy as a pig in spite of the way you looked at me
When I met you at the village dance
But you was in the ladies excuse me at the time
And I thought that I would never have a chance

But you let me walk you home across Pratt's Meadow
And I knew that with you I should be a hit
'Cause I got an old cow to get up and walk away
So that you'd have somewhere nice and dry to sit

I'm going to sow the seeds of deep devotion
Fertilise it with emotion
Water it with warm desire
And then I'll reap the harvest of love

Side by side we will take a ride
In my horse and buggy one day
And when the daylight ends and the night descends
My horse will run out of hay

And I will kiss your lips, those tempting lips
The only ones that can thrill me
And I will hold you tight 'neath the stars so bright
If the wife ever finds out, she'll kill me!

I'm going to sow the seeds of deep devotion
Fertilise it with emotion
Water it with warm desire
And then I'll reap the harvest of love