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Fields of Promise 1 by Micah

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Fields of Promise 1 by Micah - country,male vocals music cover art

Fields of Promise 1

country,male vocals

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Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
Down by the old mill where the cotton grows tall,
I met Mrs. Jenkins, said the school might just fall.
Kids need new books, not just dreams that stall,
I’m here on these roads, answering that call.
(Pre-Chorus)
From dusty barns to the neon store signs,
Every handshake tells a story in these lines.
(Chorus)
Raise your hands, hearts ablaze, in this land where hope stays,
From dusty fields to the county fairs, we’re building dreams on honest prayers.
Vote for change, stand with me, together strong and wild and free,
In these fields of promise, where our future belongs,
We sing our country’s song.
(Verse 2)
Old Joe at the diner says the clinic’s run dry,
No medicine for the weary, just a hopeful sigh.
I promise to fight for every voice unheard,
To turn silent prayers into a powerful word.
(Pre-Chorus)
Through summer storms and winter chills,
I’m walking miles to fix these hills.
(Chorus)
Raise your hands, hearts ablaze, in this land where hope stays,
From dusty fields to the county fairs, we’re building dreams on honest prayers.
Vote for change, stand with me, together strong and wild and free,
In these fields of promise, where our future belongs,
We sing our country’s song.
(Bridge)
Sometimes the night feels endless, stars hidden behind the pain,
But every dawn breaks with a promise, like the gentle summer rain.
It’s more than just a campaign; it’s the heartbeat of this land,
With every voice that joins us, together we will stand.
(Chorus - Variation)
Raise your hands, hearts ablaze, let the fire of hope amaze,
From our farms to city lights, we’re reaching for new heights.
Stand with me, vote your soul, together we will make us whole,
In these fields of promise, where our dreams belong,
We’re writing freedom’s song.
(Outro)
So here’s my hand, take it strong,
In this fight where we belong.
With every step on this road, we’re carrying the load,
In these fields of promise, we rise and carry on.