You've become such a woman
When the lonely nights were threw
If you were the field
I would gladly be the field hand
I would gladly be the field hand
I would gladly be the field hand
I love you now and I always will
I would gladly be the field hand
So its light would shine on you
I'd take the plow firm in my hand
If you were the field
I would hang a harvest moon
If you were the field
Just the way you hold me
Still you let me call you baby
I would sprinkle the morning dew
That's what you always told me
I'd cultivate the valley and the hill
To help you grow would truly be my will
I'd take the rain it makes us grow