Verse 1: DD5 Dm C/G To evergreen fields of my youth i will sing Bb A My steps left no footprints behind Dm C/G No fruit of the harvest lent weight to my pockets Bb A Small knowledge was stowed in my mind F Dm Now youth has forsaken this old man F Dm My seasons are numbered by three F Dm No seeds have been sown in the plowed fields C/G Dm No harvest is waiting for me Verse 2: Dm C/G A cripple for life is the fate of the loner Bb A No fruit will be borne by his tree Dm C/G These foughts pierce my mind while in echoes of memories Bb A A young voice too late calls to me F Dm Come run through my dream fields,you old man F Dm Search beyond your windowsill F Dm Go touch my high moutains and valleys C/G Dm Come sleep 'neath my evergreen fields Perret Charles-Amir : perret@math.univ-mlv.fr http://soleil.univ-mlv.fr/~perret/country.html