I've been wrong before   And I'll be there again   I don't have any answers my friend   Just this pile of old questions   My memory left me here   In the field of opportunity   It's plowin' time again.      I'm going' back to my house   But I'm not goin' now   It's too early to be leaving here, somehow   Let me bore you with this story   "how my lover let me down"   While I borrow seeds of sadness   From the ground.      In the field of opportunity   It's plowin' time again.   There ain't no way of telling   Where these seeds will rise or when   I'll just wait around 'til springtime   And then, I'll find a friend   In the field of opportunity   It's plowin' time again.      When I'm all done cultivatin'   I'll be rockin' on the porch   Tryin' to picture you and where you are   And there'll be no hesitatin'   When cupid lights the torch   With those headlights comin' down the hill   Between the stars.      In the field of opportunity   It's plowin' time again.   There ain't no way of telling   Where these seeds will rise or when   I'll just wait around 'til springtime   And then, I'll find a friend   In the field of opportunity   It's plowin' time again.