Blackberry Fields

Come out of the mists my friends sail the Fields of Blackberry

Part the fog and wave hello, take our hand so tightly

Don't you part and don't you go when the mists are far away

Come out of the mists my friends sail the Fields of Blackberry

I can see the old Flynn Tower, your house in the valley

I am counting hour by hour, I know you cannot tarry

But your hair so long and your eyes so clear

And you breath so sweet on my face

Keep out of the mists my friends, sail the Fields of Blackberry

The devil has a wicked way of keeping lovers parted

But none more then thе Blackberry mist that makes me brokеn hearted

For your love lasts long but I see you not

Though I know that you are so close

Come out of the mists my love, come and will you tarry