Carry the corn in a bag, shiny day
How I love this spot
Those Saturdays out there in the fields
With my daddy's scent
On our way home, two on the road
Bags are all full, the crows are loud
Oh, how I do miss those sunny days
And the moped's roar
Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you
Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you
Lying in bed, hearing the corn field crows
Like a child would cry
Open the window and see the glow
Like a spirit dimmed in the night
On my way out, follow the light
So late at night, a sign of life?
I'm feeling well now as I stroll
And I wear a smile
Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you
Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you
Back to the sunny day
I'll be doing so fine
So clear is the silhouette
Reaching out in the night
Holding on to his soul
Father, please don't you go
Together we pick the corn
And then I'm going home
Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you
Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you
Better believe it
Now I can see it
And I surrender
The crow may now enter
Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you
I'll walk with you
And the walk goes on
I'm coming home with you
And it goes on, with you
And the walk goes on
I'm coming home with you
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