笨小笨Fields of Grace歌词由Holy Harmonies演唱，出自专辑《Faith in the Heartland》，下面是《Fields of Grace》完整版歌词！
Fields of Grace歌词完整版
In the heart of the heartland, where the sun meets the sky,
There's a little white church where the faithful gather high
They sing hymns of redemption, their voices raised in praise,
And they find solace in the fields, where God's love always stays
Oh, give me those rolling hills, those amber waves of grain,
Where the wildflowers bloom and the old oak trees remain
I'll trade city lights for fireflies, and highways for dirt roads,
In this land of open skies, where my soul freely unloads
On Sunday mornings, we gather 'round the worn wooden pews,
The preacher speaks of grace, and our hearts find their cues
We thank the Lord for harvests, for the rain and the sun,
And we know His love surrounds us, like a warm, well-worn gun
Oh, give me those rolling hills, those amber waves of grain,
Where the wildflowers bloom and the old oak trees remain
I'll trade city lights for fireflies, and highways for dirt roads,
In this land of open skies, where my soul freely unloads
And when the day's work is done, we gather 'round the fire,
Tell stories of our ancestors, who tilled this very mire
We raise our glasses to freedom, to the stars up above,
And we find peace in the quietude, wrapped in God's love
Oh, give me those rolling hills, those amber waves of grain,
Where the wildflowers bloom and the old oak trees remain
I'll trade city lights for fireflies, and highways for dirt roads,
In this land of open skies, where my soul freely unloads
So here's to the heartland, to the red barns and the streams,
To the smell of freshly cut hay and the moon's silver beams
May we cherish every sunrise, every sunset's embrace,
For in this country life, we find God's everlasting grace
