Billy Bragg - Upfield Lyrics
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Upfield
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What Are The Lyrics For Upfield By Billy Bragg?
I'm goin' up field
Way up on the hillside I'm goin' higher Than I've ever been before That's where you'll find me Over the horizon Wading in the river Reaching for that other shore I dreamed I saw a tree full of angels Up on Primrose Hill And I flew with them over the Great Wen 'til I had seen my fill Of such poverty and misery Should it tear my soul apart I've got a socialism of the heart I've got a socialism of the heart I'm goin' up field Way up on the hillside I'm goin' higher Than I've ever been before That's where you'll find me Over the horizon Wading in the river Reaching for that other shore The angels asked me how I felt About all I'd seen and heard That they spoken to me, a pagan Gave me cause to doubt their word But they laughed and said it doesn't matter If you help us in our arm You gotta a socialism of the heart You gotta a socialism of the heart I'm goin' up field Way up on the hillside I'm goin' higher Than I've ever been before That's where you'll find me Over the horizon Wading in the river Reaching for that other shore Their faces shone and they were gone And I was left alone And I walked these ancient empire streets 'til I could tearful to my home When I woke next morning I vowed to play my part I got a socialism of the heart I got a socialism of the heart That's why I'm goin' up field Way up on the hillside I'm goin' higher Than I've ever been before That's where you'll find me Over the blue horizon Wading in the river Reaching for that other shore |
Who Wrote Upfield By Billy Bragg?
Billy Bragg
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What's The Duration Of The Upfield By Billy Bragg?The duration of Upfield is 4:06 minutes and seconds. |
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