EARLY TO BED
As sung by Little Johnny England on "10 Years On"

1. Before the sun has risen in the pitch-black and the cold,
I lead the team across the yard and wait as I've been told.
When the order's given, file out to the lane.
Sparks fly from the horses' hooves and the hobnails do the same.

2. The horses warm our bodies as we slumber past the trees.
The sound of men and horses is carried on the breeze,
Past the cottage curtains, the candles all aglow,
Across the bridge so noisily and hear the river flow.

CHORUS: And it's early to bed, early to rise
Won't make a ploughboy wealthy or wise,
And it's out to the fields and the open skies
With the call of the wind and the seagulls' cries.

3. Hitch up to the plough line, wait for the day.
When the sun appears, I'm already on my way.
Cold grips the handle; the hands grip the reins.
As they lean to their collars, the horses take the strain.

4. Working all day with no time to stop and stand,
The earth flows in waves as it patterns out the land.
So much to think about, so much to see,
That the day flows so fast and so easily.

CHORUS

5. One hand on the handle, the other on the line,
Furrow after furrow, time after time,
I walk behind the plowshare, and listen to the sound,
And when the sun begins to fade, I'm homeward bound.

CHORUS TWICE