G                              D        C    G 
Watch the field behind the plow, turn to straight dark rows 
         Am                                C                  D 
Feel the trickle in your clothes, blow the dustcake from your nose 
         G                             D     C    G 
Hear the tractor's steady roar, oh you can't stop now 
          Am              D7              G       
There's a quarter section more or less to go  
 
       G                                D   C     G 
And it figures that the rain keeps it's own sweet time 
        Am                               C                  D 
You can watch it come for miles, but you guess you've got a while 
            G                          D      C  G 
So ease the throttle out a hair, every rod's  a  gain 
        Am         D7            G        
There's victory in every quarter mile 
 
Chorus ONE: 
         D                
Poor old Kuzyk down the road 
    Em                   C                   G 
The heartache, hail, and hoppers brought him down 
                  A       D 
He gave it up and went to town 
*                                 
... And Emmet Pierce, the other day 
       Em               C             G 
Took a heart attack and died at forty-two 
                 A      D                               G   *  Em  * 
You could see it coming on, 'cause he worked as hard as you 
 
 
 
      G                           D   C     G 
In an hour, maybe more, you'll be wet clear through 
    Am                           C                D 
The air is cooler now, pull your hat brim further down 
              G                             D        C    G 
And watch the field behind the plow turn to straight dark rows 
      Am              D7             G         
Put a-nother season's promise in the ground 
 
 
Chorus TWO: 
           D               
And if the harvest's any good 
    Em               C             G 
The money might just cover all the loans 
                 A       D 
You've mortgaged all you own 
                            
... Buy the kids a winter coat 
         Em                 C                G 
Take the wife back east for Christmas if you can 
           A         D                              G     *  Em  * 
All summer she hangs on, when you're so tied to the land 
 
        G                              D     C       G 
For the good times come and go, but at least there's rain 
        Am                               C              D 
So this won't be barren ground, when Sep-tember rolls a-round 
              G                              D        C    G 
And watch the field behind the plow, turn to straight dark rows 
      Am              D7             G          
Put a-nother season's promise in the ground