Dried Peaches

After all the hard work of picking the fruit
After all the long days of cutting
After all the sulphuring in that sulphur shed
The next morning we opened it up
The smell was strong and dangerous
You kept your mouth and nose closed
We'd step and carry all those trays
Laid out in long, long rows!
The special ones we'd make for ourselves
The "Naked Peaches" someone called them!
We'd pick out the ripest, juiciest peaches
All full of juice and scented so sweet
We peeled the skin right off them!
Laid them back down upon those trays!
Then the hot golden sunshine did the rest
Shining down from up above!
The dear Lord of heaven smiling
Upon our labours with His great love!
Those yummy, delicious fruits of His
Given to us as our precious food!
Yes! We ate those naked peaches
Enjoying every last one!