调：F major•
Verse 1
Bb
F
C
F
I heard a young girl calling Michael,
Csus4
C
F
Bb
Boy, you stole Trevelyan's corn
Bb
F
Dm
Low lie the fields of rock and rye
Dm
Csus4
C
the small three birds flying.
F
Csus4
we had dreams and songs to sing,
by lonely prison walls
Bb
F
Dm
Oh, like the fields of Appenrye
C
F
Bb
Our love was on the wing
By lonely harbour walls
And it's lonely round the fields of Uppenry
F
Bb
F
Dm
Low lie the fields of Uppenry
Dm
Csus4
C
the small free birds fly
F
C
F
fields of up and right
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