Trouble In The Fields Lyrics - Maura O'connell

Baby, I know that we've got trouble in the fields 

When the bankers swarm like locusts they're turning away our yields 

Our dreams roll by our silo, silver in the rain 

And leave our pockets full of nothing and our dreams in the golden grain 

Have you sees the folks in line downtown at the station? 

They're all buying their tickets out and they're talking a 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 

And all this trouble in our fields 

If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal 

They'll never take our native soil 

If we sell that new John Deere 

Then we'll work these farm with sweat and tears 

You'll be the mule, I'll be the plow 

Come harvest time, we'll work it out 

There's still a lot of love 

Here in these troubled fields 

There's a book up on the shelf about the dust bowl days 

There's a little bit of you and a little bit of me in the photos in every page 

Now our children live in the city and they rest upon our shoulders 

They never want the rain to fall or the weather to get colder 

And all this trouble in our fields 

If this rain can fall these wounds can heal 

They'll never take our native soil, no 

If we sell that new John Deere 

Then we'll work these farm with sweat and tears 

You'll be the mule, I'll be the plow 

Come harvest time, we'll work it out 

There's still a lot of love 

Here in these troubled fields 

You'll be the mule, I'll be the plow 

Come harvest time, we'll work it out 

There's still a lot of love 

Here in these troubled fields 

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