Cifras
Dreaming Feilds

Tono: C

Introducción:

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                                  C                      F                                    G  C  
Oh, the sun rolls down, big as a miracle
F  
And fades from the Midwest Sky
                     C                              F            G                            C  
And the corn and the trees wave in the breeze
        F                      C  
As if to say goodbye
                  C                                                            F                      G            C  
Oh, my grandfather stood right here as a younger man
F  
In nineteen and forty three
                                  C                                 F                         G                              C  
And with the sweat and his tears, the rain and the years
                     F                                 G                    C  
He grew life from the soil and seed
                  C            G                            F  
Oh I'm goin' down to the dreaming fields
                                     C            F  
But what will be my harvest now
                                G                      C                         F  
Where every tear that falls on a memory feels
             F  
Like rain on the rusted plow
                                                  C  
Rain on the rusted plow
                          C                            F                                                      G      C  
And these fields they dream of wheat in the summertime
F  
Grandchildren running free
                     C                    F                         G                         C  
And the bales of hay at the end of the day
                        F                                                                 C  
And the scarecrow that just scared me
                     C                            F                                                    G         C  
Now the houses they grow like weeds in a flower bed
             F                                         C  
This morning the silo fell
                          C                      F                    G                              C                         F  
Seems the only way a man can live off the land these days
                          G    C  
Is to buy and sell
                  C            G                            F  
Oh I'm goin' down to the dreaming fields
                                     C            F  
But what will be my harvest now
                                G                      C                         F  
Where every tear that falls on a memory feels
             F  
Like rain on the rusted plow
                                                  C  
Rain on the rusted plow
                        F                                                                                                                    G  
Like the rain on the roof on the porch by the kitchen
                                F                                                                                                            G  
Where as my grandmother sings, I can hear if I listen
                     F                                                                                                            G  C  
Running down, running down to the end of the world I loved
This will be my harvest now
                     C                      F                                    G  C  
And the sun rolls down, big as a miracle
          F  
And fades in the Midwest sky
                     C                              F            G                            C  
And the corn and the trees wave in the breeze
        F                                 G  
As if to say goodbye
        F                                 C  
As if to say goodbye
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