Sting - Fields of gold

You'll re^Ammember me when the ^Fwest wind moves ^FUpon the ^Gfields of ^Cbarley ^CYou'll for^Amget the sun in his ^Fjealous sky^C/E As we ^Fwalk in the fie^Glds of ^Cgold

So she ^Amtook her love For to ^Fgaze awhile ^FUpon the ^Gfields of ^Cbarley ^CIn his ^Amarms she fell as her ^Fhair came do^C/Ewn A^Fmong the f^Gields of gol^Cd

^FI never made p^Gromises l^Cightly ^{F F}And there have been ^Gsome that I've ^Cbroken ^FBut I swear in the ^Gdays still ^Cleft We'll w^Falk in the ^Gfields of g^Cold

Many y^Amears have passed since those ^Fsummer days ^FAmong the ^Gfields of ^Cbarley See the ^Amchildren run as the ^Fsun goes down^C/E A^Fmong the fi^Gelds of ^Cgold

You'll rem^Amember me when the^F west wind moves Up^Fon the f^Gields of ^Cbarley You can ^Amtell the sun in his ^Fjealous sky^C/E When we w^Falked in the fi^Gelds of go^Cld When we w^Falked in fi^Gelds of ^Cgold