I Remember the Cornfields

I Remember the Cornfields - Donald Peers

I remember the cornfields

In the wind softly sighing

And the swing beneath the chestnut tree

I remember my school friend

Happy days swiftly flying

And my room still waiting for me

The old harvest moon

Shining over the city

Discovers me there

And regards me with pity

While sad of heart I roam

I remember my first love

And the last time he kissed me

By the golden cornfields of home

I remember my first love

And the last time he kissed me

By the golden cornfields

Love of home