Donald Peers
i remember the cornfields
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I remember the cornfields
In the wind softly sighing
And the swing beneath the chestnut tree
I remember my school friend
Happy days swiftly flying
And my room still waiting for me
The old harvest moon
Shining over the city
Discovers me there
And regards me with pity
While sad of heart I roam
I remember my first love
And the last time he kissed me
By the golden cornfields of home
The old harvest moon
Shining over the city
Discovers me there
And regards me with pity
While sad of heart I roam
I remember my first love
And the last time he kissed me
By the golden cornfields
Those lovely cornfields of home, sweet home