Farm Life

B C# N.C. F# C# D#m When the good morn breaks on the acre B F# With it comes a light the likes I’ve never known B F# D#m And the wind bends leaves like people seeking answers B C# And the clouds roll like whispers off the tongue F# C# D#m There’s a kettle on the stove singing praises B F# And the smell reminds of campfires of old B F# D#m There’s an old clock ticking to its own time B C# Sending tell of how fast that time don’t go F# B I miss the farm life F# I miss my home D#m B I miss the sunshine C# That fades when I roam F# I miss the crow call B F# D#m That old waking tone F# C# I miss the farm life F# I miss my home Fiddle Solo F# C# D#m B F# F# C# D#m Oh the soft touch of your hold in the evening B F# Brings a warmth inside the home that breaks the cold B F# D#m And the patter of footsteps on the hardwood B C# Brings elation that’s not different from finding gold Out-Chorus F# B I miss the farm life F# I miss my home D#m B I miss the sunshine C# That fades when I roam F# I miss the crow call B F# D#m That old waking tone F# C# I miss the farm life F# I miss my home B I miss the farm life F# I miss my home D#m B I miss the sunshine C# That fades when I roam F# I miss the crow call B F# D#m That old waking tone F# C# I miss the farm life F# I miss my home