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Youll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley Youll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we walk in the fields of gold So she took her love For to gaze awhile Upon 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 Well forget the sun in his jealous sky As we lie in the fields of gold
Posted on: Wed, 17 Dec 2014 15:37:05 +0000

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