Fields of Plenty - Lucette

Skies as big as lonesome hearts

A rugged shade of robin blue

An old oil rig in my backyard

Keeps on moving as I come home to you

And I was born on fields of plenty

With stormy clouds and roaming pines

Prairie home, I know I’m ready

To return to that land of mine

Mountain girls and prairie boys

Share the same frame of mind

For all I’ve learned, I give Alberta

The faithful wind brings those mills to wind

And I was born on fields of plenty

With stormy clouds and roaming pines

Prairie home, I know I’m ready

To return to that land of mine

And I was born on fields of plenty

With stormy clouds and roaming pines

Prairie home, I know I’m ready

To return to that land of mine

I’m ready

And I’ll return to that land of mine