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 why 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. Yes they do. Yes they do. Yeah yeah yeah. Major why won't they grow. You've given' them water and hope.