I
met her by the daisy field
When we were eighteen
And I can't remember
how it feels
But she meant everything to me
I met her by the daisy field When we were eighteen
And I can't remember how it feels
But she meant everything to me
Monday through Wednesday week
I'd meet her anytime, anywhere
Oh, Mary, please remember me
And I'll take you right back there
Oh,
sweet daisy fields Oh,
sweet daisy fields
I met her by the daisy field
When we were eighteen
And I can't remember how it feels Oh,
Mary,
please believe me
I pretend I didn't care
But I really burst at the seams
Much older now,
my pride's not there Oh,
Mary,
please believe me
Oh,
sweet daisy fields Oh,
sweet daisy fields
So
life was easier then
No one seemed to care
We parted our ways in July of ninety
-six But that daisy field's still there
I met her by the daisy field
When we were eighteen
I still
remember how it feels Mary,
you meant everything to me