Come with Me into the Fields

Intro: C - G6/B - Bb6 - Dm - C Am7 - Dm - G

         C        G6/B      Bb6               Dm
1. The fields are high and summer's days are few:

    C               Am7       Dm  G
   Greenfields have turned to gold.

        F                    Em
   The time is here for the harvesting,

         F       Bb         G   G7
   For gathering home into barns.


             C          G       F            C    Em           F         C
REF:    The harvest is plenty, laborers are few. Come with Me into the fields.

              F             Em          C               Am7
        Your arms may grow weary; your shoes will wear thin.

         Em           F         C
        Come with Me into the fields.


2. The seeds were sown by other hands than yours;
   Nurtured and cared for they grew.
   But those who have sown will not harvest them;
   The reaping will not be their care. (REF)

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