The fields have turned brown



I left my old home to remember this country
My mother and dad said son don't go wrong
Remember that God will always watch oe'r you
And we will be waiting for you here at home



    Son don't go astray is what they both told me
    Remember that love for God can be found
    But now they're both gone this letter just told me
    For years they've been dead, the fields have turned brown



For many long years I've rambled in sorrow
No thoughts of the day when I would return
Now as I go home and find no one waiting
The price I have paid to live and to learn



 * Refrain

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