You’ll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley.

Think about a beautiful place. A field, a lake a park, whatever. Think of all the love stories that have taken place there. The promises made by young lovers that were so earnest at the time. It makes every visit to that place bring back those memories. That is what “Fields of Gold” is about.

A woman is in a field of barley where she remembers she once had a lover who she had spent happy times with in this field—a long time ago. While some things have changed, many things have not. She begins to be filled with feelings from the past as she looks at the field and the memories come rushing back.

Both Eva Cassidy and Sting’s versions of “Fields of Gold” are great, but Cassidy’s version is superior. It is sad that she never saw success during her lifetime. Her vocals are very restrained. You never hear vocal runs: she allows the purity of her voice to carry the melody. There really is a lot of music coming from just her voice and an acoustic guitar. It is remarkable. This is about as stripped down as you can get, but we don’t feel as if anything could be added to enhance the recording.

Fields Of Gold Lyrics

You’ll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love for to gaze awhile upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love among the fields of barley?
We’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so upon the fields of barley.
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth among the fields of gold

I never made promises lightly and there have been some that I’ve broken
But I swear in the days still left we’ll walk in fields of gold
We’ll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down among the fields of gold
You’ll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky when we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold, when we walked in fields of gold

written by Sting