Kenny Chesney - Fields Of Glory: chords

F
Summer cotton, summer corn
       Gm7
Summer hash marks and a scoreboard
F/A
Summer, where they fought the civil war
             A#sus2
It's what my grandpa said
F
Picking up brown heads that we found, or
Gm/F
Picking up another first down
F/A
Taking them girls to the edge of town
    A#sus2
And watching the sky turn red
On a blanket in a Chevy bed

Chorus:
        F                     Gm7
We grew up on 'em, stirred up dust on 'em
        F/A
We were tough on 'em
         A#sus2
With our cleats and our retread tires
               F
We stayed out late on 'em
           Gm7
We went to state on 'em
      F/A
Every blade of that sacred ground's
              A#sus2
got a thousand stories
            F   Gm7
Fields of glory
           F/A  A#
Fields of glory

Shooting cans off a tree stump
Cold beer buzzing with the June bugs
Setting 'round talking like we knew what
We were doing for the rest of our lives

Chorus:
We shine down lights on 'em
Threw three stripes on 'em
Said our goodbyes on 'em
Once September came around
We had it made on 'em
Part of us stayed on 'em
Every blade of that sacred
ground's got a thousand stories
Fields of glory
Fields of glory
You drop by and see a barbed-wire fence
I see boys turning into men
I go back every now and then
And walk around and think of how

Chorus:
We grew up on 'em, stirred up dust on 'em
We were tough on 'em
With our cleats and our retread tires
We stayed out late on 'em
We went to state on 'em
Every blade of that sacred
ground's got a thousand stories
Fields of glory
Fields of glory
Fields of glory
They were our fields of glory