Tom: D
Introdução:
D G A4 D G A4
Hungry boy with head hung down, shabby girl with shabby gown
G Em F#m Bm G A7
Should I know your faces? Yes, maybe. You have always been around
Verse
D G A4 D G A4
I?m a ghost in my home town, since they knocked that dancehall down
G Em F#m Bm G A4 D
High in summer once I knew some girls, they are married with kids now
Chorus
Bm E A F#m Bm E A Asus4/G D/F#
Friday morning farmer burn the corn saw the dreaming fields aflame
Em A D
Goodbye dreaming fields
Verse
D G A4 D G A4
Broken doll you were not made for this tawdry serenade
G Em F#m Bm G A7
Nor your poor tin soldier rusting now since it rained on your parade
D G A4 D G A4
Should your ragged marching band ever dance across this land
G Em F#m Bm G A7 D
Don?t forget to wave at your poor old dad in his castle made of sand
Outro
Bm E A F#m Bm E A Asus4/G D/F#
Friday morning farmer burn the corn saw the dreaming fields aflame
Em A D Bm G
Goodbye dreaming fields
A D Bm G
Goodbye dreaming fields
A D Bm G
Goodbye dreaming fields