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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse]
EbStanding in the market places all the season through BbIdly saying Lord is there no Cmwork that F7I can Bbdo EbO how many loiter while the master calls anew GmReapers! Reapers! DWho will work today
[Chorus]
EbLift thine eyes and look upon the fields that stand EbRipe and ready for the Bb7willing gleaners hand BbRouse ye, O sleepers! Ye are Ebneeded as reapers! Who will be the first to answer, Master Bbhere am I EbFar and wide the ripened grain is bending low EbIn the breezes gently Bb7waving to and fro BbRouse ye, O sleepers! Ye are Ebneeded as reapers! And the Abgolden harvest Adimdays are swiftly Bbpassing Ebby