Lyrics:
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So she
Fields of Gold Catherine's Lyrics
You'll remember me when the west wind moves among the fields of barley, you can tell the sun in his jealous sky
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So
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
the school yard
smoke some shit and we goin’ hard
I got some good marks
So I put my bitch in some Goyard
when we going on this field trip field trip
Shh-Shhhh blrrr
BSULV know we glimin'
Know we- Know we go
In the field like the war
In the field like the war
Don't play with that boy
In the field
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold
So
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
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
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she
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
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she
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
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama
ICC be scoring up
You can't sink the ship do it does
We be moving down the field move, moving down the field hoo!
Moving down the field move, moving
I'm in the field no yield and I'm on go
I'm in the field ridin' with my pole
I'm in the field I don't trust a soul
RIP to Shawty Lo, Bankroll
Make me
Now is the time
The fields are white
Lift up your eyes
Come see the sight
So good to know
It's worth the fight
The fields are white
Though many years
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama done rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was back in Louisiana
Just about a mile
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
Laisse moi t'emmener
Car je vais à Strawberry Fields
Rien n'est réel et pas de quoi s'énerver
Strawberry Fields pour toujours
Vivre est facile avec
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold
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