The Fields of Eden

My name it is nothing, and my story it is plain For I was born in the north lands of England And the hills where my horizon, riding shotgun in the rain Blowing cold down the green fields of Eden Knee high and growing, life was hard and sweet With just enough to be and none left over And the old man walked the frozen hills With his dog and a farmer's eye On the land they call the green fields of Eden And the old house was a refuge a sentinel in stone She'd been there for as long as folks remember Ravaged by the bitter wind that cut down to the bone She stood alone in the green fields of Eden You can tell it to the wise men, you can mention it to fools That the old ways are losing their direction some are Beached up on their feet, and far away on a city street Who gives a damn about the green fields of Eden From the rising of the sun, to the silver sailing moon The old men worked the land as was their custom When their toiling days were done, then they'd Hand on to their sons, to carry On down the green fields of Eden No one quite remembers, where it all went wrong No one can be quite sure for certain For politicians, they've got ears, but the truth lies in arrears And they're deaf, to the voice, of the people Money bought the birthright, money came to stay, Stealing like a thief thru' the heartlands For the working farm's now still, and there's silence on the hill It's a house, in the country, for the banker and the Big men give the reasons, where the little dogs make the rules But might I just suggest one word of warnin When the goin', it gets rough and some People have had enough, watch out for Storm-clouds, on your new day dawnin' we were We were there before the cities, we were dust before the towns The land it held our hearts and fed our children Tears of joy filled the sky and our sorrows bled the earth We never knew there'd come a time when it was over Well, that's my story, and now that it is done Spare a thought for the ghosts up on the mountain For the sons have left the land never to return To a land they call the green fields of Eden A land they call the green fields of Eden