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fieldof dreams
i close my eyes and drift away in to a field of dreams so far away
with golden barley that grows so high standing tall underneath the sky.
the lark he sings he his silver song gently as he flies along.
through the fields i wander free in my field of dreams i long to be
with golden barley that grows so high standing tall underneath the sky.
the lark he sings he his silver song gently as he flies along.
through the fields i wander free in my field of dreams i long to be
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fieldof dreams
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