Fields Of St. Etienne

Through the fields of St Etienne
    Amidst the corn I wonder
     In my hand an ear of corn
    The morning dew has kissed

    Here beneath the skies
    I lay with my lover
    While the summer winds gave it clouds of war

    Au revoir my love
    Though the reasons pass me
    Why we can't remain in the fields of St. Etienne

    Weaving proudly, singing loudly
    Being young and foolish

    He was going never knowing
    He would not return
    Singing songs of war
    Filled fith God and country
    Marching down the road with the boys that day

    Au revoir my love
    Though the reasons pass me
    Why we can't remain in the fields of St. Etienne
    (Repeat *)
    La La La La ............