I've been wrong before
And I'll be there again
I don't have
any answers my friend
Just this pile of old questions
My memory left me here
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again.
I'm going' back to my house
But I'm not goin' now
It's too early
to be leaving here, somehow
Let me bore you with this story
"How my lover let me down"
While I borrow seeds of sadness
From the ground.
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again.
There ain't no way of telling
Where these seeds
will rise or when
I'll just wait
around 'til springtime
And then, I'll find a friend
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again.
When I'm all done cultivatin'
I'll be rockin' on the porch
Tryin' to picture
you and where you are
And there'll be no hesitatin'
When Cupid lights the torch
With those headlights
comin' down the hill
Between the stars.
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again.
There ain't no way of telling
Where these seeds
will rise or when
I'll just wait
around 'til springtime
And then, I'll find a friend
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again.