You Plant Your Fields

My father said, some things you learn
By only doin' when it comes your turn
Everything comes around so be ready if you can
Prepare your heart like the farmer turns his land

And you plant your fields when the spring is tender
When the summer beats down, you [A7pray for [Dm7]ɾain
You hope for [Dm7]the harvest and [Bm]the long [Am]cold winter
And then you [A7plant your fields again

Well he spoke ɾight to [C7]my [A]ɾestless soul
Still wild and [Bm]hungry and [Bm]beyond contɾol
For all [Em]that you [A7dream there's a time and [Bm]a place
But you [A7won't know it till it comes your way

And you [A7plant your fields when the spring is tender
When the summer beats down, you [A7pray for [Dm7]ɾain
You hope for [Dm7]the harvest and [Bm]the long [Am]cold winter
And then you [A7plant your fields again

When the spring is tender
When the summer beats down, you [A7pray for [Dm7]ɾain
You hope for [Dm7]the harvest and [Bm]the long [Am]cold winter
And then you [A7plant your fields again

You plant your fields again
You plant your fields again
You plant your fields again
You plant your fields again