Field Notes

C Em We were heading on home, deasil in me G A Down an old gravel road way out in the country Bm A Em7 D Tuckered out after working the fields all-day G A When all of a sudden, off like a shot D Bm D That dog took off running, barkin' his head off G Em G Wherever he went, he went like there was hell to pay D Em So lickedy-split, I crashed through the fields G A Chasin after that hound and I was hot on his heels Bm A Em7 D When we both went over the edge of a deep ravine G A As I crawled up the bank cold and soaked to the bone D Bm A glint caught my eye from the mud where it shown G Em A Something was buried there alongside the stream D A Now the middle of a field is a pretty odd place to find Bm G Some kind of trunk or chest or a crate C G A Bm A But buried under the earth, I saw a corner exposed C G No, there wasn't a map or a note or a key D G Bm A It was clearly forgotten just waiting for me Em G A Like I was supposed to find it there right under my nose D G C Bsus4 B E F#m It had laid there for years, deep in the dirt A B So I dug it out and wiped my hands on my shirt C#m B F#m I pried up the lid and excitedly peered inside A D And what I saw was a sight to behold E C#m 'Cause that tattered old trunk was crammed full of gold F#m E A B My eyes bugged out, it was enough to make a grown man cry E B Big golden bricks with a shimmery sheen C#m A They were a staggering sight to a poor boy like me D A B A B And right then and there, I knew what I had to do E B So with a smile, I sold what little I had E A C#m B I gave my pots and my pans to my mom and my dad F#m And then I bought that field A B E A E B 'Cause it was my dream come true E A D C#m C# F# G#m And then full of joy, I said goodbye to my shack B C# It wasn't much of a home so I never looked back D#m C# G#m And I never questioned the choice I happily made B C# I said "I need that field whatever it takes" F# D#m C# You might call it foolish but I call it faith G#m F# B C# Trusting in God so gladly, you can hardly wait F# C# And that's how I learned how a rich fella accounts D#m B It's treasure in heaven, not under the ground F# C# 'Cause betting the farm is well worth the risk F# B D#m C# G#m B To carefully keep such a beautiful gift that's yours forever C# B C# It's a pretty good deal F# C# There's a couple of things more precious than gold F# B D#m C# G#m One is your heart and the other's your soul B C# And you've got something you need that nobody can steal F# C# It's a fable, you see and the moral is this F# B D#m C# Your heart's with your treasure, wherever it is G#m B Bb7 D#m C# And trust me when you dig, a treasure will be revealed G#m B F# C# And you never know what could be buried in the middle of a field C# G# F# F# C# G# C# G# F# D#m C# G# F# C# G# F# F# C# G# C# G# F# D#m C# G# C# G# F# F# C# G# C# G# F# D#m C# G# C# G# F# F# C# G# C# G# F# D#m C# G# D# A# G# G# D# A# D# A# G# Fm D# D# A# G# G# D# A# D# A# G# Fm D# A# D#