Cifras
Field Behind The Plow

Tono: G

Introducción:

G                                                                              D                    C         G  
Watch the field behind the plow, turn to straight dark rows
                        Am                                                                                    C                                              D  
Feel the trickle in your clothes, blow the dustcake from your nose
                        G                                                                            D            C         G  
Hear the tractor's steady roar, oh you can't stop now
                          Am                                    D7                                    G  
There's a quarter section more or less to go
                  G                                                                                    D      C            G  
And it figures that the rain keeps it's own sweet time
                     Am                                                                                 C                                              D  
You can watch it come for miles, but you guess you've got a while
                                G                                                                    D              C    G  
So ease the throttle out a hair, every rod's    a    gain
                     Am                      D7                              G  
There's victory in every quarter mile
                        D  
Poor old Kuzyk down the road
          Em                                                 C                                                 G  
The heartache, hail, and hoppers brought him down
                                                A                 D  
He gave it up and went to town
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                  Em                                      C                                 G  
Took a heart attack and died at forty-two
                                             A              D                                                                                 G            Em  
You could see it coming on, 'cause he worked as hard as you
                G                                                                      D      C            G  
In an hour, maybe more, you'll be wet clear through
          Am                                                                      C                                         D  
The air is cooler now, pull your hat brim further down
                                     G                                                                            D                    C         G  
And watch the field behind the plow turn to straight dark rows
                Am                                    D7                                 G  
Put a-nother season's promise in the ground
                             D  
And if the harvest's any good
          Em                                      C                                 G  
The money might just cover all the loans
                                             A                 D  
You've mortgaged all you own
... Buy the kids a winter coat
                        Em                                            C                                         G  
Take the wife back east for Christmas if you can
                             A                      D                                                                              G                 Em  
All summer she hangs on, when you're so tied to the land
                     G                                                                              D            C                 G  
For the good times come and go, but at least there's rain
                     Am                                                                                 C                                    D  
So this won't be barren ground, when Sep-tember rolls a-round
                                     G                                                                              D                    C         G  
And watch the field behind the plow, turn to straight dark rows
                Am                                    D7                                 G  
Put a-nother season's promise in the ground