E B
All my hopes (are in this field now)
E B
with pattence dont hurry wait (for the fruits)
A B E A B E
and never an encourange but theres always someone
A B E
to mark the mistakes...
A B C A
and I barefoot and away of thorns and my wounds
C B
and my wounds never heal, never heal, never heal
E
its another year linig wild!
E B
All my hopes (are in this field now)
E B
with pattence dont hurry wait (for the fruits)
A B E A B E
and never an encourange but theres always someone
A B E
to mark the mistakes...
A B C A
and I barefoot and away of thorns and my wounds
C B
and my wounds never heal, never heal, never heal
C
its another year linig wild!
B
I barefoot and away of thorns and my wounds
C B
never heal never heal never heal
C
In this world Im living wild! wooh oh oh oh ...