wake up to the morning light feel the wind wild follow me and I’ll show you why of this I’m proud It’s so marvelous and bright just take a look around all you see is what makes me proud of these grounds oooooh what’s all this yellow ooooh always summertime ooooh you came from places cold in northern lands and you will recall our ever blue sky and you’ll wonder why here’s all still so wild I will never complain even though my land is drying out under almost three hundred sixty-five days of sun what a wonderful daylight just take a look around all you see is what makes me so proud of these grounds oooooh what’s all this yellow? oooooh forever summertime oooooh you came from places cold in northern lands and this paradise you travelled for real needs some time for its heartbreak to heal these not so green fields gold motherly fields well, all that you see is our fields of wheat just our fields of wheat