My Farewells To The Fields

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Ha, hmm, ha, hmm)
 Dm    G
(Ha-a, ha-a)

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Where the yarrow grows

(Where the yarrow)

(Where the yarrow)

(Where the yarrow)

Where the yarrow grows!

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Find me beneath the grove

Home, home, home

Home, home!

( Dm  G )

     Dm
The hills were left quiet

And I am in hiding
            G
They've forgotten, they've forgotten

I do not want to see

         Dm
I could hear and that's enough

The clashing of the hoards
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Hoof by hoof, horn by horn

Raging song and an encore

 Dm
I could barely speak

I could only hum a tune
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And with that I am met

With a chorus I am soon

 Dm
Sought and safe behind a wing

My farewells to the fields
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To the man made of straws

To my name
         Dm
To the hills

(La la la la-la, la-la)

(La la la la-la, la-la)
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(La la la la-la, la-la)

(La la la la-la, la-la)