Spitzer Space Telescope II - Field Of Men, akkorde, Text, video

C/G Fmaj7/C C/GIn all of the travels that ever I've been

C/G Fmaj7/C C/GI never did leave the field of men

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GIn all of my travels what I've learned is few

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GBut I'll sing what I know to be true

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GTrue

C/G Fmaj7/C C/GSome say that our field was planted and sown

C/G Fmaj7/C C/GAnd some say it's savage and wild overgrown

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GSome claim the great gardner is seen 'tween the rows

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GA-reaping and a-tilling the ground as he goes

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GGoes

C/G Fmaj7/C C/GThis field of men it borders no end

C/G Fmaj7/C C/GThis field of men it covers the land

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GOf all kinds and all colours it freely Do grow

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GAnd a-meet them you will when a-rambling you go

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GGo

C/G Fmaj7/C C/GNow there's some that grow black with a poisonous fruit

C/G Fmaj7/C C/GThey're twisted and withered and rotten in root

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GBut don't you pick them or reap them if any you meet

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GFor the blackest of fruit can be turned into sweet

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GSweet

C/G Fmaj7/C C/GThis world is the greatest of fields ever known

C/G Fmaj7/C C/GAnd this field has the greatest of fruits ever grown

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GThis fruit is the courage and wisdom of men

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GAnd it's spreading like fire all over the land

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GLand

C/G Fmaj7/C C/GOh, rich is this field where all men Do grow

C/G Fmaj7/C C/GAnd many is the journey which all men Do go

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GSo if on your travel my friend we should meet

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GWe'll sing and we'll share of a fruit for to eat

G C/G Fmaj7/C C/GEat