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Backstory:

the inspiration for this song came from the stories my father, grandfather and uncles used to tell us when I was growing up.                                                        

Lyrics:

                                                  
FIELD AND STREAM (copy write - 04/10/18

Ron Klabunde/Jay Brehmer


v1

this cabin was built from the oaks our great grandpa planted
and this cool valley water will never be taken for granted
a handful of dirt's like a fistful of gold, all we have's all we need
with family, and friendship, and this pure southern air that we breathe

ch.
we live, on faith, hope, and love
we pray to jesus, through good times and rough
ten thousand horses and men couldn't force us to leave
this field and this stream

v2
we harvest this land, thankful for what grows before us
we fish in this stream, and man I could tell you some stories
we earned every scar, that we bear on our hands, that's the way it should be
with family, and friendship, and this pure southern air that we breathe

ch.

bridge
yeah... somewhere east of Austin, just south of heaven
this is our sacred ground
I want it to say, there on my grave, when they lay me down

he lived, on faith, hope and love
he prayed to Jesus, through good times and rough
ten thousand horses and men couldn't force him to leave, this field and this stream

ten thousand horses and men couldn't force us to leave, this field and this stream

repeat.