Trisha Yearwood – The Dreaming Fields (Guitar)

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Oh, the sun rolls down, big as a miracle

    F              C       F
And fades from the Midwest sky

        C         
And the corn and the trees

Am          C
Wave in the breeze

   F     G          C
As if to say goodbye

                               Am
Oh, my grandfather stood right here as a younger man

   F            C        F
In nineteen and forty-three

             C         
And with the sweat and his tears

    Am           C
The rain and the years

        F             G        C
He grew life from the soil and seed

        F     C           Am       F
Oh, I'm going down to the dreaming fields

                    C        F
But what will be my harvest now

            Am        Em         F      Dm
Where every tear that falls on a memory feels

     F         G      C
Like rain on a rusted plough

F         G      C
Rain on a rusted plough

                                Am                       F
And these fields, they dream of wheat in the summertime

              C       F
Grandchildren running free

        C         
And the bales of hay

       Am         C
At the end of the day

        F              G           C
And the scarecrow that just scared me

                              Am
Now the houses they grow like weeds in a flower bed

     F           C    F
This morning the silo fell

          C         
Seems the only way a man

    Am           C
Can live off the land

      F           G       C
These days, is to buy and sell

        F     C           Am       F
So, I'm going down to the dreaming fields

                    C        F
But what will be my harvest now

            Am        Em         F      Dm
Where every tear that falls on a memory feels

     F         G      F
Like rain on a rusted plough

          G      F
Rain on a rusted plough

         Am          Em          F
Like the rain on the roof on the porch by the kitchen

         Am          Em           F
Where my grandmother sings, I can hear if I listen

        Am            Em          F          G  F  C     F
Running down, running down to the end of the world____

                C        F
This will be my harvest now

N.C.     C               Am
When the sun rolls down, big as a miracle

    F              C       F
And fades from the Midwest sky

        C         
And the corn and the trees

Am          C
Wave in the breeze

   F     G          C
As if to say goodbye

                 F      C  F    C
As if to say goodbye