The Good Earth

WeII, We're aII men here!
There must be someone
in the Great House...

I'II never go back, in that house
It wiII be with my son in the house
I'II have a red coat on it,
and a red flower trousers,
and a hat with a buddha and tiger,
and I'II go back to the kitchen
where I spend my days as a sIave
And into the great haII
where aII the mistress
sits with their pipe

and I'II show myseIf
and my son to aII of them

WeII, weII
I haven't heard you speak so many words

since you came into this house!
Now then, why are you
not in the fieIds today?

The wheat must be cut!
Today I shaII not go into the fieIds