Major
Major Barbara sits in the fields
And waits for her crops to grow
She sits in a chair
She made out of wood
So many, many years ago
Major, whay don't they grow
You've given' them water and hope
Major, why won't they grow
She waits all day
And hopes through the night
For a new day that might show
A bright yellow sun
That'll make the crops come
And let the old days go
Major, why won't they grow
You've given' them water and hope
Major, why won't they grow
Major
Look out in your fields
Tell me what do you see shinin' through
Major
Look after your fields
And your fields will look after you