Fields of England - Allman Brown & Sophie Jamieson
And all this earth
At your feet
Feel it here
Hear it speak
Of the years
That I've had
The glory its had
The spirits of England lay
Kept warm by sun and the rain
And ghosts of all the lovers that have lain
Still laid in those old oak trees
All those kings
All those queens
How they fade
In to the dreams
Standing stones
Buried blades
In the end what will remain?
The spirits of England lay
Kept warm by sun and the rain
And ghosts of all the lovers that have lain
Still laid in those old oak trees
But I am home
On this settered isle of golden shore
oooooo
oooooo
The spirits of England lay
Kept warm by sun and the rain
And ghosts of all the lovers that have lain
Still laid in those old oak trees
The spirits of England lay
Kept warm by sun and the rain
And ghosts of all the lovers that have lain
Still laid in those old oak trees

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