The Wheat In The Field

A G F#m E A E A The wheat in the field leading on to your door D A E Has long since seen the yoeman, the ploughman at morn D C#m D E Yesterday was young, tomorrow we'll be free A E A The wheat in the field tossed and torn in the wind D A E Will keep us forever from hunger and sin D C#m D E Yesterday was young, tomorrow we'll be free D C#m D E A And the whole world is shouting out shouting out a plea D C#m Still whole world is shouting out D Shouting out for wheat A E D A E D A E A The wheat in the field tastes the tears from your face D A E and peace lives forever and tears have no place D C#m D E Yesterday was young, tomorrow we'll be free D C#m D E A And the whole world is shouting out shouting out a plea D C#m Till whole world is shouting out D Shouting out for wheat A E D A E D