C F When I was a child, I spoke as a childC G Now I'm a grown woman, but my thoughts are still wildC F I thought I'd see London or maybe ParisC G C But I'm staring at cornfields and they're staring at me [Verse 2]G Am But dreams are just things that you keep in a jarD7 G You bury your dreams or you wish on a starF Am For an ocean line ticket back to where you were bornD7 G C G C Away from these hard times and the acres of corn[Verse 3]F Every now and again, well, I take a small drinkC G From the blackberry brandy hidden under the sinkC F And I pull out that steam trunk and put on my gownC G C And I waltz through these cornfields 'til I fall to the ground [Verse 4]G Am But dreams are just things that you keep in a trunkD7 G 'Til the men are out working or you've gone a bit drunkF Am Then you unlock your dreams, but they're tattered and wornD7 G C So you stare out the window at the acres of corn [Instrumental]C F C G C [Verse 5]G Am Dreams are just things that you keep in a jarD7 G You bury your dreams or you wish on a starF Am For an ocean line ticket back to where you were bornD7 G C Away from these hard times and the acres of corn [Outro]C F When I was a child, I spoke as a childC G C Now I'm a grown woman, but my thoughts are still wild
Acres Of Corn
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