Strangers In The Fields Lyrics

Bill Fay Strangers In The Fields

I wanted to be with you
Strangers in the fields talking with the cows
To feed my lambs, to feed my lambs, to feed

Oh, but now they're gone
Sister Suzie's sowing in the sitting room
I'll carry on, I'll carry on, I'll carry on
I'll carry on, I'll carry on, I'll carry on

Out in the farmer's yard
All the summer through I worked so hard
To seed the land, to seed the land, to seed

And over the southern hills
Cloud-loads of strangers, their eyes are filled
With silver tears, silver tears, silver tears