Tom: F
(intro)
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F F Dm Am )
There was a time I was so lonely.
Remember the time, it was a Friday.
You made me feel fine, we did it my way.
I sat on your kneesevery Friday.
We walked in fields of golden hay, I still recall you.
We walked in fields of golden hay, I see you in the summer.
Joe...
Joe...
You sat on your chair by the fire.
Transfixed in a stare, takingme higher.
Precious years to remember.
Childhood fears I surrender.
We walked in fields of golden hay. I still recall you.
We walked in fields of golden hay. I see you in the summer.
Joe...
Joe...
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