"GREEN FIELDS ARE GONE NOW"

And the radio was playing...

"Green Fields Are Gone Now...
Kissed By The Sun..."

as she held his hand.

And the rings on our fingers
was a golden band.

My Green Fields were gone
washed away by a flood.

My Green Fields were gone
and so was our love

as she held his hand.

Copyright © 1998 T. J. Daniels

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