You’ll remember me
when the west wind moves
among the fields of barley
you 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 sky
when we walked in fields of gold
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
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 the fields of gold
we’ll walk in the fields of gold
Many years have passed
since those summer days
among the fields of barley
see the children run
as the sun goes down
among the fields of gold
You’ll remember me
when the west wind moves
upon the fields of barley
you can tell the sun
in his jealous sky
when we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
when we walked in the fields of gold…