Fields of Gold

You'll remember me when the west wind moves

Upon the fields of barley

You'll forget the sun in its jealous sky

As we walk in fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love

Among the fields of barley?

We'll forget the sun in its jealous sky

As we lie in 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

Stay with me

Will you be my love?

Yeah