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The dusty road it wormed its way through the fields and groves
To cool ale-house shade and fresly steaming loaves

The fields of wheat are burning, our armies they are returning
And I will be tomorrow sleeping in the sun

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A bright blue cap of needlewort, laced with tailored cord
Was picked for me 'neath the Rowan Mounds -the throne of dragon lords

The fields of wheat are burning, our armies they are returning
And I will be tomorrow sleeping in the sun

A lantern's lit with laughter in the leaded window's eye
To guide a weary traveller to comfort and fruit pie

The fields of wheat are burning, our armies they are returning
And I will be tomorrow sleeping in the sun

Writer(s): PAUL ROLAND

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