Chris Knight (born June 24, 1960) is an American singer-songwriter from Slaughters, Kentucky. In addition to releasing solo records of his own material, Knight has had a successful career writing songs that have been recorded by Confederate Railroad, John Anderson, and Randy Travis among others.
Knight was born in St. Louis, Missouri, and grew up in Slaughters, Kentucky. His extended family lives in the same area of Kentucky. Knight has three brothers and a sister.
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Bring the Harvest Home by: Chris Knight (Written by Chris Knight & Craig Wiseman) CD: Chris Knight From: [email protected]
Capo 1st Fret
Intro GCGC G The road ain't looked this good to me CG In a couple of months or so
I've been breaking ground, heading down CG A hard road to hoe Em I've been farming dreams but I ain't seen CG No harvest in L.A.
But there's time enough to win her back CG I can't waste another day
G A farmer I was born CG And a farmer I will die
I want to plant my heels in a fertile field CG And dry Rebecca's eyes Em Well I couldn't work that desert dirt CG And I thought my dreams were gone
But dreaming keeps on driving me CGCG A little further on, yeah, a little further on
D And all that time in California CG It was just a waste of seed D I left everything I cared for CD Neglected in the weeds EmD But my love for sweet Rebecca C Just keeps growing on and on DCG And it's time I bring the harvest home
CGCG
G Well I called Rebecca just last night CG And I broke right down and cried
As soon as I heard her sweet voice CD Across the great divide Em In my dreams the grass was green CG On Sunset Boulevard G But eleven hundred miles from now CGCG I'll wake up in her arms, yeah, back home on the farm
D And all that time in California CG It was just a waste of seed D I left everything I cared for CD Neglected in the weeds EmD But my love for sweet Rebecca C Just keeps growing on and on DCG And it's time I bring the harvest home EmD Yeah, my love for sweet Rebecca C Just keeps growing on and on DCG And it's time I bring the harvest home