Upfield - Billy Bragg


    I'm going upfield, way up on the hillside
    I'm going higher than I've ever been before
    That's where you'll find me, over the horizon
    Wading in the river, reaching for that other shore

    I dreamed I saw a tree of angels, up on Primrose hill
    And I flew with them over the Great Wen till I had seen my fill
    Of such poverty and misery, sure to tear my soul apart
    I've got a socialism of the heart, I've got a socialism of the heart

    I'm going upfield, way up on the hillside
    I'm going higher than I've ever been before
    That's where you'll find me, over the horizon
    Wading in the river, reaching for that other shore

    The angels asked me how I felt about all I'd seen and heard
    That they spoke to me, a pagan, gave me cause to doubt their word
    But they laughed and said "It doesn't matter if you help us in our art
    You've got a socialism of the heart, You've got a socialism of the heart"

    I'm going upfield, way up on the hillside
    I'm going higher than I've ever been before
    That's where you'll find me, over the horizon
    Wading in the river, reaching for that other shore

    Their faces shone and they were gone and I was left alone
    I walked those ancient empire streets till I came tearful to my home
    And when I woke next morning, I vowed to play my part
    I've got a socialism of the heart, I've got a socialism of the heart

    I'm going upfield, way up on the hillside
    I'm going higher than I've ever been before
    That's where you'll find me, over the horizon
    Wading in the river, reaching for that other shore
     

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