Asetha Power: Music

I. The field lay before us
And our little gray house
With a dusty tin roof
And shutters falling down
The field lay before us
As you play the guitar
Honor the blues
Sing out our hearts

Chorus:
Am I all I wanted to be
Are you grateful for me
Are we all we thought we could be
I don't know about you baby
But you're all that I need

II. The field lay before us
With bluegrass and belles
Lickety splits
And Sunday church farewells
The field lay before us
Speaks of bayou babes
Laundry in the breeze
Children licking their plates

III. The field lay before us
Like a proud black voice
Taking care with the cleaning
And her dirty-faced boys
The field lay before us
Full of charm and grit
Full of choices and colors
Diamonds and knits