[Intro]
| D | Em7 | D/F# | G |
[Verse]
D
Summer cotton, summer corn
Em7
Summer hash marks and a scoreboard
D/F#
Summer, where they fought the civil war
Gsus2
It's what my grandpa said
D
Picking up brown heads that we found, or
Em/D
Picking up another first down
D/F#
Taking them girls to the edge of town
Gsus2
And watching the sky turn red
Gsus2
On a blanket in a Chevy bed
[Chorus]
D Em7
We grew up on 'em, stirred up dust on 'em
D/F#
We were tough on 'em
Gsus2
With our cleats and our retread tires
D
We stayed out late on 'em
Em7
We went to state on 'em
D/F# Gsus2
Every blade of that sacred ground's got a thousand stories
D Em7
Fields of glory
D/F# G
Fields of glory
[Verse]
D
Shooting cans off a tree stump
Em/D
Cold beer buzzing with the June bugs
D/F#
Setting 'round talking like we knew what
Gsus2
We were doing for the rest of our lives
[Chorus]
D
We shine down lights on 'em
Em7
Threw three stripes on 'em
D/F#
Said our goodbyes on 'em
Gsus2
Once September came around
D
We had it made on 'em
Em7
Part of us stayed on 'em
D/F# Gsus2
Every blade of that sacred ground's got a thousand stories
D Em7
Fields of glory
D/F# G
Fields of glory
[Verse]
D
You drop by and see a barbed-wire fence
Em/D
I see boys turning into men
D/F#
I go back every now and then
Gsus2 N.C.
And walk around and think of how
[Chorus]
D Em7
We grew up on 'em, stirred up dust on 'em
D/F#
We were tough on 'em
Gsus2
With our cleats and our retread tires
D
We stayed out late on 'em
Em7
We went to state on 'em
D/F# Gsus2
Every blade of that sacred ground's got a thousand stories
D Em7
Fields of glory
D/F# Gsus2
Fields of glory
[Outro]
D Em7
Fields of glory
D/F# G
They were our fields of glory
[Instrumental]
| D | Em7 | D/F# | G |
| D
|