The Field Behind The Plow

G D C G Watch the field behind the plow, turn to straight, dark rows, Am C D Feel the trickle in your clothes, blow the dustcake from your nose. G D C G Hear the tractor's steady roar, oh you can't stop now, Am D7 G There's a quarter section more or less to go. G D C G It figures that the rain keeps it's own sweet time, Am C D You can watch it come for miles, but you guess you've got a while. G D C G So ease the throttle out a hair, every rod's a gain, Am D7 G There's victory in every quarter mile. D Poor old Kuzyk down the road, Em C G The heartache, hail, and hoppers brought him down. G A D He gave it up and went to town, and D Emmet Pierce, the other day, Em C G Took a heart attack and died at forty - two. G A D G Em D You could see it coming on, 'cause he worked as hard as you. G D C G In an hour, maybe more, you'll be wet clear through, Am C D The air is cooler now, pull your hat brim further down, and G D C G Watch the field behind the plow turn to straight dark rows. Am D7 G Put a - nother season's promise in the ground D And if the harvest's any good, Em C G The money just might cover all the loans. G A D You've mortgaged all you own, D Buy the kids a winter coat. Em C G Take the wife back east for Christmas if you can. G A D G Em D All summer she hangs on, when you're so tied to the land. G D C G For the good times come and go, but at least there's rain. Am C D So this won't be barren ground, when Sep - tember rolls a- round, G D C G So watch the field behind the plow, turn to straight dark rows. Am D7 G Put a - nother season's promise in the ground. G D C G Watch the field behind the plow, turn to straight dark rows. Am D7 G Put a - nother season's promise in the ground.