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Fields Callin' Home

Dusty Rowe

Country

About

A nostalgic country ballad driven by storytelling verse structure and acoustic strumming, painting vivid pictures of rural upbringing and unbreakable family bonds. Twangy guitar riffs intertwine with soulful pedal steel slides and fiddle accents in the solo and bridge, delivering emotive twangy vocals over warm analog production. The track builds gently to a heartfelt chorus, evoking the pull of home with organic instrumentation and subtle reverb.

Lyrics

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Mama woke with the sun on my face fields Calling my name Plowing rows from dawn till the light fades low Daddy's calloused hands teaching me to grow Mama's laugh in the kitchen Supper on the stove Barefoot chasing dreams down that old gravel road Sweating soil mixing with the summer rain Building something real through the joy and pain Oh, this heart of mine Beats for the simple days Family ties that time Can't erase No matter the miles or the roads I roam Pulls me back to where my love calls home Yeah, home City lights tried to steal my fire away Chasing shadows till I lost my way But the wind carries songs from the life I knew Reminding me the roots run deep and true Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh all the roads I roam pulls me back to where my love calls home yeah home sun on my face feels calling again coming home where it all began I'll see you again I'll see you again

Fields Callin' Home

Dusty Rowe

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