I saw you from the tractor The harvest had begun You were the love child of two gods I was the farmers awkward son You left Mount Olympus To find your soul mate I left a scribbled note, quote "Dear Pa, this here harvest can wait"
You took a match to my dry August days Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze Flames licked the sky, that was some summer haze Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze How do I love you, let me count the ways Cornfield ablaze
Pa don't be angry, The fields that were host To the corn and the wheat, The fact is they're toast In self defence I'm obliged to point out There'll always a risk of combustion When there's been a drought
You took a match to my dry August days Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze Flames licked the sky, that was some summer haze Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze How do I love you, let me count the ways Cornfield ablaze
Imagine if the firemen worked and worked for days And still the cornfield stayed ablaze...
Her hair it was golden, Her hair it was yarn We were playing with fire In the number one barn Carried away like two sparks on a breeze Then we fused into one at a thousand degrees
You overwhelmed agricultural man Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze You wild pyromaniac daughter of Pan Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze You took a scarecrow and made him a man Cornfield ablaze Cornfield ablaze Cornfield ablaze Cornfield ablazeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
