Fields of Barley

Bee standing naked in a field of barley

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 sky
When we walked in fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I’ve broken
But I swear in the days still left
We’ll walk in fields of gold
We’ll walk in fields of gold

 
Eva Cassidy – Fields of Gold
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