Owl City – Field Notes (Guitar)

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Chords

[Intro]
        C                Em
We were heading on home, deasil in me

        G                   A
Down an old gravel road way out in the country

Bm                   A                      Em7 D
  Tuckered out after working the fields all-day

     G                A
When all of a sudden, off like a shot

     D                     Bm                  D
That dog took off running, barkin' his head off

    G             Em                             G
Wherever he went, he went like there was hell to pay
[Verse 1]
   D                Em
So lickedy-split, I crashed through the fields

       G                          A
Chasin after that hound and I was hot on his heels

        Bm                 A                Em7   D
When we both went over the edge of a deep ravine

     G                            A
As I crawled up the bank cold and soaked to the bone

  D                            Bm
A glint caught my eye from the mud where it shown

G                    Em                  A
Something was buried there alongside the stream

        D                      A
Now the middle of a field is a pretty odd place to find

Bm                    G
Some kind of trunk or chest or a crate

C                     G                       A     Bm A
 But buried under the earth, I saw a corner exposed

          C                 G
No, there wasn't a map or a note or a key

       D          G           Bm          A
It was clearly forgotten just waiting for me

             Em                G                    A
Like I was supposed to find it there right under my nose
[Instrumental] D G C Bsus4 B [Verse 2]
       E                     F#m
It had laid there for years, deep in the dirt

   A                         B
So I dug it out and wiped my hands on my shirt

  C#m                    B                F#m
I pried up the lid and excitedly peered inside

    A                D
And what I saw was a sight to behold

            E                      C#m
'Cause that tattered old trunk was crammed full of gold

   F#m                      E                       A   B
My eyes bugged out, it was enough to make a grown man cry

E                        B
Big golden bricks with a shimmery sheen

            C#m                   A
They were a staggering sight to a poor boy like me

    D                       A                   B  A B
And right then and there, I knew what I had to do

          E                  B
So with a smile, I sold what little I had

          E           A          C#m        B
I gave my pots and my pans to my mom and my dad

           F#m
And then I bought that field

       A                  B    E A E B
'Cause it was my dream come true
[Instrumental] E A D C#m C# [Verse 3]
    F#                       G#m
And then full of joy, I said goodbye to my shack

          B                   C#
It wasn't much of a home so I never looked back

    D#m                    C#               G#m
And I never questioned the choice I happily made

          B                   C#
I said "I need that field whatever it takes"

    F#                          D#m           C#
You might call it foolish but I call it faith

G#m                F#                     B  C#
Trusting in God so gladly, you can hardly wait

    F#                           C#
And that's how I learned how a rich fella accounts

     D#m                     B
It's treasure in heaven, not under the ground

       F#                  C#
'Cause betting the farm is well worth the risk

   F#        B           D#m       C#          G#m           B
To carefully keep such a beautiful gift that's yours forever

                   C#   B C#
It's a pretty good deal

          F#                    C#
There's a couple of things more precious than gold

F#          B             D#m          C# G#m
One is your heart and the other's your soul

                             B                    C#
And you've got something you need that nobody can steal
[Bridge]
       F#                     C#
It's a fable, you see and the moral is this

     F#                B             D#m     C#
Your heart's with your treasure, wherever it is

    G#m               B                    Bb7  D#m  C#
And trust me when you dig, a treasure will be revealed

        G#m                      B             F#          C#
And you never know what could be buried in the middle of a field
[Outro] C# G# F# F# C# G# C# G# F# D#m C# G# F# C# G# F# F# C# G# C# G# F# D#m C# G# C# G# F# F# C# G# C# G# F# D#m C# G# C# G# F# F# C# G# C# G# F# D#m C# G# D# A# G# G# D# A# D# A# G# Fm D# D# A# G# G# D# A# D# A# G# Fm D# A# D#