The Fields Of Acadie

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Far from the golden meadows round the village of  Grand-Pré.
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Far from the land and ocean of her path of exile lay
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Down many roads through many a town by river and by sea
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Until all hope was long and far from the field of acadie

[Verse 2]
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Evangeline the fair was she when hope burned bright and clear
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But from her beauty something lose with each and every year
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At length to serve she took the veil as a sister of mercy
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She turned away from the dreams of home and the fields of acadie

[Verse 3]
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First on a sunday morning through streets so still and grey
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She went into an alms house with countenance so grave
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Between the sick and the dying fools she moved like breath of spring
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And the hand she lay on each burning brow was soft as an angel's wing

[Verse 4]
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But of a sudden from her cheeks the light and bloom did fade
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And many a fevered head did turn at the dreadful cry she made
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The hopes and fears of all the years in one sight had she seen
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It was there she found her gabriel and he evangeline

[Verse 5]
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Now he beheld as in a dream the green fields of home
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And from her sweet embracing arms he never more will roam
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The searching heart will find its mate like river finds the sea
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And in her arms he lies again in the fields of acadie