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You'll remember me when the west wind moves |
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Upon the fields of barley |
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As we walk in fields of gold |
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So she took her love for to gaze awhile |
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In his arms she fell as her hair came down |
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Among the fields of gold |
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Will you stay with me, will you be my love |
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We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky |
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As we lie in the fields of gold |
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See the west wind move like a lover so |
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Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth |
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I never made promises lightly |
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And there have been some that I've broken |
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But I swear in the days still left |
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We'll walk in fields of gold (repeat once) |
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Many years have passed since those summer days |
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See the children run as the sun goes down |
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You'll remember me when the west wind moves |
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You can tell the sun in his jealous sky |
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When we walked in fields of gold |
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