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 knees, every 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
I sat on your chair by the fire Transfixed in a stare taking me 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