Letras
Through the copper fields I walked along the way
Remembering how we spent the time we brightened on the way
The one-wheeled farmer dipped his head as we go by
Thinking how it was when he was young the sun would dry
All the copper fields a-goin' toward the town where they were born
Do you have a copper field to play in when you're growin' old?
All the copper fields a-goin' toward the town where they were born
Do you have a copper field to play in when you're growin' old?
Down in town the people work to get their pay
Thinking of the copper fields in which they used to play
Long-gone aunts and uncles see the children on the way
Aging arches mark the final place for them to stay
All the copper fields a-goin' toward the town where they were born
Do you have a copper field to play in when you're growin' old?
All the copper fields a-goin' toward the town where they were born
Do you have a copper field to play in when you're growin' old?