In My Father's Field by John K Gulley In my father's field That's where you will find me At the end of a winding road By the shade of a lonely treee The home of his childhood and sweet memories In my father's field I go there for comfort I go there for peace I go there for freedom I go there for me And it does my heart good To touch my roots In my father's field Solo wait for the sunsrise Then I walk the cedar fence And I try to relive how his early years were spent His spirits' so strong, his music goes on In my father's field In my father's field That's where I will sleep At the end of a winding road By the shade of a lonely tree The home of his childhood, and sweet memories In my father's field In my father's field