Not so Green Fields

Wake up to the morning light

Feel the wind wild

Follow me, I'll show you why of this I'm proud

It's so marvellous and bright

Just take a look around

All you see is what makes me proud of these grounds

Oh, what's all this yellow?

Oh, it's summertime

Oh, you came from places cold in northern lands

And you will recall our rather blue sky

And you wonder why here it's all still so wild

So wild

I will never complain

Even though my land's drying out

Under almost 365 days of sun

What a wonderful delight

Just take a look around

All you see is what makes me so proud of these grounds

Oh, what's all this yellow?

Oh, forever summertime

Oh, you came from places cold in northern lands

And this paradise you traveled for real

Needs some time for a tough break to heal

These are so green fields

Commodore, it feels

Well, all that you see

Is all fields of wheat

Just all fields of wheat