There's a tractor in a pasture
Out past the blacktop roads
You can't get there faster
Than an Appaloosa goes
And if my horse can't take me there
That's where my mind will roam
To my Old Man's field of dreams
All he ever wanted
Was a simple life out west
Somewhere that the bankers
Hadn't bought and fenced in yet
Met a cowgirl up in Cody
He asked and she said yes
In my Old Man's field of dreams
He worked hard until the sun went down
Played fiddle all night long
Said boys go chop some cottonwood
'Cause winters coming on
Hope for snow up on the mountain
Pray rain in the spring
For my Old Man's field of dreams
There ain't no getting rich
Baling alfalfa hay
But that bar band, beer joint money
Well it kept the wolves away
Hell money never was the kinda green
He loved anyway
It was my Old Man's field of dreams
He worked hard until the sun went down
Played fiddle all night long
Said boys go chop some cottonwood
'Cause winters coming on
Hope for snow up on the mountain
Pray rain in the spring
For my Old Man's field of dreams
There's a tractor in a pasture
Out past the blacktop roads
You can't get there faster
Than an Appaloosa goes
And just like we did him
Someday I hope they lay me low
In my Old Man's field of dreams
In my Old Man's field of dreams
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