E B All my hopes (are in this field now) E B with pattence dont hurry wait (for the fruits) A B E A B E and never an encourange but theres always someone A B E to mark the mistakes... A B C A and I barefoot and away of thorns and my wounds C B and my wounds never heal, never heal, never heal E its another year linig wild! E B All my hopes (are in this field now) E B with pattence dont hurry wait (for the fruits) A B E A B E and never an encourange but theres always someone A B E to mark the mistakes... A B C A and I barefoot and away of thorns and my wounds C B and my wounds never heal, never heal, never heal C its another year linig wild! B I barefoot and away of thorns and my wounds C B never heal never heal never heal C In this world Im living wild! wooh oh oh oh ...