Heaven Is High

I married me a farmer
Whose got a plot of land
Oh heavens high
The apple tree
Come hold your brother's hand

Your mother's in the ocean
Father's in the sand
Oh heaven's high
The apple tree
Come hold your brother's hand

Summer keeps the cattle
From the splash of rain
Oh heaven's high
The apple tree
Oh heaven's high
And winter helps to hide you
When they call your name
Oh heaven's high
Oh heaven's high
Come home
Hold your brother's hand