[Instrumental]
D G C Bsus4 B
[Verse 2]
E F#m
It had laid there for years, deep in the dirt
A B
So I dug it out and wiped my hands on my shirt
C#m B F#m
I pried up the lid and excitedly peered inside
A D
And what I saw was a sight to behold
E C#m
'Cause that tattered old trunk was crammed full of gold
F#m E A B
My eyes bugged out, it was enough to make a grown man cry
E B
Big golden bricks with a shimmery sheen
C#m A
They were a staggering sight to a poor boy like me
D A B A B
And right then and there, I knew what I had to do
E B
So with a smile, I sold what little I had
E A C#m B
I gave my pots and my pans to my mom and my dad
F#m
And then I bought that field
A B E A E B
'Cause it was my dream come true
[Instrumental]
E A D
C#m C#
[Verse 3]
F# G#m
And then full of joy, I said goodbye to my shack
B C#
It wasn't much of a home so I never looked back
D#m C# G#m
And I never questioned the choice I happily made
B C#
I said "I need that field whatever it takes"
F# D#m C#
You might call it foolish but I call it faith