| Through the fields of St. Etienne
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| Amidst the corn I wander
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| In my hand an ear of corn
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| The morning dew has kissed
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| Here beneath the skies
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| I lay with my lover
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| While the summer winds gathered clouds of war
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| Au revoir, my love
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| Though the reasons pass me
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| Why we can’t remain in the fields of St. Etienne
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| Waving proudly, singing loudly
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| Being young and foolish
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| He was going never knowing
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| He would not return
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| Singing songs of war
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| Filled with God and country
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| Marching down the road with the boys that day
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| Au revoir, my love
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| Though the reasons pass me
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| Why we can’t remain in the fields of St. Etienne
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| Au revoir, my love
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| Though the reasons pass me
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| Why we can’t remain in the fields of St. Etienne
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