farmhand
fieldhand
field hand
farm worker

I was now, for the first time in my life, a field hand.

I have no idea how the field hands call themselves.

These were the field hands and there was no land for them to work.

Both the field hands and the white folks were used to seeing them together.

You couldn't hide that in a crowd of field hands.

So there was some common ground among the field hands.

Second, I got paid for picking, same as the other field hands.

You take him now, and we'll lose six field hands.

No one wants to give up eight or ten of their best years only to become a field hand.

What I need is something more than a field hand.