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 
 
       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