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Date: 2/16/98; 4:33:00 PM
From: James <Guitar_Picker@bigfoot.com>
Subject: CRD: Trouble_in_the_Fields - Nanci Griffith

>From the album "Lone Star State of Mind" 1987

TROUBLE IN THE FIELDS
By Nanci Griffith and Rick West

G      C                   Bm                  C
Baby I know that we've got trouble in the fields
         G                    C 
When the bankers swarm like locusts out there 
D7                   G  Gsus
turning away our yields
G               C            Bm               C
The trains roll by our silo, silver in the rain
              G               C         
And leave our pockets full of nothing 
         D7                       G   C/G
but our dreams and the golden grain


Chorus:

G            C               D7sus
And all this trouble in our fields
        G        G/B         C
If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal
                D7               G  C  G
They'll never take our native soil
           C                  D7
What if we sell that new John Deere?
               G           G/B        C
And then we'll work these crops with sweat and tear
                   G                 Am7
You'll be the mule, I'll be the plow; 
                  Bm7             C
Come harvest time we'll work it out
                Am7 
There's still a lot of love, 
D7                          G  Gsus
here in these troubled fields


Have you seen the folks in line downtown at the station?
They're all buying their tickets out 
and they're talking the great depression
Our parents had their hard times fifty years ago
When they stood out in these empty fields in 
dust as deep as snow

Chorus

There's a book up on the shelf about those dust bowl days
And there's a little bit of me and a little bit of you 
in the photos on every page
Now our children live out in the city
and they rest upon our shoulders
They never want this rain to fall 
or the weather to get colder

Chorus




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