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 ...