Fields Of Gold - Sting

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Capo: 2

[Verse 1]
            
You'll remembe

              
r me when the 


west wind move

s
             
Upon the field

     
s of barley
            
You'll forget 

             
the sun in his

      
 jealous sky
             
As we walk in 

             
the fields of 

       
gold

[Verse 2]
            
So she took he

              
r love For to 


gaze awhile
             
Upon the field

     
s of barley
            
In his arms sh

             
e fell as her 

         
hair came down
            
Among the fiel

         
ds of gold

[Verse 3]
            
Will you stay 

              
with me, will 

 
you be my love
             
Among the fiel

      
ds of barley
            
We'll forget t

             
he sun in his 

       
jealous sky
             
As we lie in t

             
he fields of g

     
old

[Verse 4]
            
See the west w

              
ind move like 

 
a lover so
             
Upon the field

     
s of barley
            
Feel her body 

             
rise when you 

        
kiss her mouth
          
Among the fiel

        
ds of gold

[Bridge]
             
I never made p


romises lightl

y
             
And there have

      
 been some tha

t I've broken
             
But I swear in

     
 the days stil

l left
           
We'll walk in 

           
fields of gold
           
We'll walk in 

           
fields of gold

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[Verse 5]
            
Many years hav

              
e passed since

       
 those summer 

days
             
Among the fiel

      
ds of barley
            
See the childr

              
en run as the 

        
sun goes down
            
Among the fiel

      
ds of gold

[Verse 6]
            
You'll remembe

              
r me when the 


west wind move

s
             
Upon the field

     
s of barley
            
You can tell t

             
he sun in his 

    
jealous sky
           
When we walked

             
 in fields of 


gold
           
When we walked

             
 in fields of 


gold
           
When we walked

             
 in fields of 

 
gold