Lyrics:
the field where the crick turns back
By the old stump road
I'm gonna take you to a special place
That nobody knows
Baby get ready, ooh-ooh
You and me goin'
singin' and the lightnin'
Bugs are floatin' onthe breeze
Baby, get ready
Across the field where the creek turns
Back by the old stumprow
I'm gonna take you
appears
Picked through the summer by young and old
Whose earnings must last through
The winter's cold
By children who have stood with
Their backs bent down
I used to know this old scarecrow
He was my song
My joy and sorrow,
Cast alone between the furrows
Of a field no longer sown by anyone.
I held
I used to know this old scarecrow
He was my song
My joy and sorrow
Cast alone between the furrows
Of a field no longer sown by anyone
I held
(Dolly Parton)
I know this dress I'm wearing doesn't hide the secret I've tried concealing
When he left he promised me he'd be back by the time it
from books that they were burnin',
Every leaf was turnin'; to watch him die, you know he had to die.
The summer sun looked down on him, his mother
Come closer to the window-frame
Window to the dark and the field of snow
I saw you running like summer-flame
Running through the grass
Turning
to swim
I don't laugh but I chortle
When I pass by the gym
I don't take a tour
I don't take on a guide
My fields I rake with manure
I'm fertilizing
broken by this woman named Tammy
But hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn't blame Tammy
Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest
I beat the beat up,
ring a tune for us
In a field two naked lovers run
Under the summer sun
Saying "Fall can wait"
Say "We will"
All is one
One is all once again
Plowing these fields in the hot summer sun
Over by the gate, lordy here she comes
With a basket full of chicken
And a big cold jug of sweet tea
I
dropped The Come Up
I was in high school playin' corner
I never dreamt of mumblin' words in front of hundreds
Studyin' plays all summer
I'll hit
Let's take a walk
Just you and me
And talk of days gone by
Across the fields
Under the trees
Let's speak of you and I
While the whole world
Lookin' out at the road rushin' under my wheels
Lookin' back at the years gone by like so many summer fields
In '65 I was seventeen and runnin' up
time
Towering waves
Will crash across your southern cape
Massive storms
Will reach your eastern shores
Fields of green
Will tumble through your summer
or Juwanna Man
I'm wondering why she red to go like Wanda Van
When we met you was a V like manana man
Now you went field running plays like Donovan
Knick
The skies were pure and the fields were green
And the sun was brighter than it's ever been
When I grew up with my best friend, Kenny
We were close
as a dew on morning glory vines
I grew up surrounded by the sights and sounds of nature
And they're forever present in my mind
But I'm headed in
or Juwanna Man
I'm wonderin' why she red to go like Wanda Van
When we met you was a V like manana man
Now you went field runnin' plays like Donovan
Knick
Lookin' out at the road rushin' under my wheels
Lookin' back at the years gone by like so many summer fields
In '65 I was seventeen and runnin' up
glory vines
I grew up surrounded by the
Sights and sounds of nature
And they're forever present in my mind
But I'm headed in the wrong direction home
Lookin' out at the road rushin' under my wheels
Lookin' back at the years gone by like so many summer fields
In '65 I was seventeen and runnin' up
seen
This flick left me wondering
'What can become of kings and young kids?'
Summer dream deferred, incident occured, freedom blurred
A freedom that
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