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You'll remember me when the west wind moves
among the fields of barleyYou can tell the sun in his jealous sky,
when we walked in fields of gold
So she took her love, for to gaze awhile, among the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me? Will you be my love
Among the fields of barley?And you can tell the sun in his jealous skyw
hen we walked in fields of goldI never made promises lightly,
and there have been some that i have broken,but i swear in the days still left we will walk in fields of gold,
we will walk in fields of gold
(instrumental)
I never made promises lightly,
and there have been some that i have broken,
but i swear in the days still left we will walk in fields of gold,
we will walk in fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
among the fields of barleySee the children run as the sun goes down,
as you lie in fields of goldYou'll remember me when the west wind moves
among the fields of barleyYou can tell the sun in his jealous skywhen we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold...
among the fields of barleyYou can tell the sun in his jealous sky,
when we walked in fields of gold
So she took her love, for to gaze awhile, among the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me? Will you be my love
Among the fields of barley?And you can tell the sun in his jealous skyw
hen we walked in fields of goldI never made promises lightly,
and there have been some that i have broken,but i swear in the days still left we will walk in fields of gold,
we will walk in fields of gold
(instrumental)
I never made promises lightly,
and there have been some that i have broken,
but i swear in the days still left we will walk in fields of gold,
we will walk in fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
among the fields of barleySee the children run as the sun goes down,
as you lie in fields of goldYou'll remember me when the west wind moves
among the fields of barleyYou can tell the sun in his jealous skywhen we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold...
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