verse 1
C F
When I was a child, I spoke as a child
C G
Now I'm a grown woman, but my thoughts are still wild
C F
I thought I'd see London or maybe Paris
C G C
But I'm staring at cornfields and they're staring at me
verse 2
G Am
But dreams are just things that you keep in a jar
D7 G
You bury your dreams or you wish on a star
F Am
For an ocean line ticket back to where you were born
D7 G C G C
Away from these hard times and the acres of corn
verse 3
F
Every now and again, well, I take a small drink
C G
From the blackberry brandy hidden under the sink
C F
And I pull out that steam trunk and put on my gown
C G C
And I waltz through these cornfields 'til I fall to the ground
verse 4
G Am
But dreams are just things that you keep in a trunk
D7 G
'Til the men are out working or you've gone a bit drunk
F Am
Then you unlock your dreams, but they're tattered and worn
D7 G C
So you stare out the window at the acres of corn
Instrumental
C F C G C
Verse 5
G Am
Dreams are just things that you keep in a jar
D7 G
You bury your dreams or you wish on a star
F Am
For an ocean line ticket back to where you were born
D7 G C
Away from these hard times and the acres of corn
Outro
C F
When I was a child, I spoke as a child
C G C
Now I'm a grown woman, but my thoughts are still wild