I remember the cornfields In the wind softly sighing And the swing beneath the chestnut tree I remember my school friend Happy days swiftly flying And my room still waiting for me The old harvest moon Shining over the city Discovers me there And regards me with pity While sad of heart I roam I remember my first love And the last time he kissed me By the golden cornfields of home The old harvest moon Shining over the city Discovers me there And regards me with pity While sad of heart I roam I remember my first love And the last time he kissed me By the golden cornfields Those lovely cornfields of home, sweet home