FIELDS OF GOLD - COUNTRY MUSIC - USA ROCK

Track 04 of the Candlelight album, a collection of songs about life, love and everything in between. FIELDS OF GOLD Ain't nobody seen morning dew As many times as I do. Got my thermos filled to the top, I thank the Lord for this crop. And away I go, round and round, Everybody still sleeping in this town. They don't know how far I will go, Feeding all my family row by row. Son, if you ever wonder How the food gets to your plate, Let me show you the best piece of land In this whole damn state. Momma, if you're wondering Why I'm coming home late, My signal's bad, But I only got a few more straights. If you find my empty diesel can, And if you're wondering where I am, You can find me down that old dirt road, Out in the fields, The fields of gold. I could go round and round all day, Cutting corn or baling hay. Praying that the rain don't start up, Wake up when the sun comes up. Son, if you ever wonder, How the food gets to your plate, Let me show you the best piece of land In this whole damn state. Momma, if you're wondering Why I'm coming home late, My signal's bad, But I only got a few more straights. If you find my empty diesel can, And if you're wondering where I am, You can find me down that old dirt road, Out in the fields, The fields of gold. When you finally kick back, Out back in the yard, With a tall glass of cider Made straight from the farm, And the sun sets, On a long hard-working week gone, You'll know what it's all about, Going round and round. Out in the fields of gold.