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California Cotton Fields

๐Ÿ‘ค Emmylou Harris โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Pieces of the Sky โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:47
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โฑ๏ธ 2:47 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 4047

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

My drifiting memory goes back to the spring of '43
When I was just a child in mama's arms
My daddy plowed the ground and prayed
Someday, we might leave this rundown mortgaged Oklahoma farm

And then one night, I heard my daddy
Saying to my mama that, he'd finally saved enough to go
Californa was his dream of paradise
'Fore he had seen pictures in magazines that told him so

Californa cottonfields, where labor camps are filled
With worried men with broken dreams
Californa cottonfields, as close to wealth
As daddy ever came

Well, almost everything we had was sold or left behind
From my daddy's plow to the fruit that mama canned
And some folks came to say farewell and see what all
We had to sell and some just came to shake my daddy's hand

Well, the Model A was loaded down and Californa bound
And a change of luck was just four days away
But the only change that I remember seeing for my daddy
When his dark hair turned to silver gray

Californa cottonfields, where labor camps are filled
With worried men with broken dreams
Californa cottonfields, as close to wealth
As daddy ever came

Californa cottonfields, where labor camps are filled
With worried men with broken dreams
Californa cottonfields, as close to wealth
As daddy ever came

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:03.96] My drifiting memory goes back to the spring of '43
[00:09.23] When I was just a child in mama's arms
[00:14.06] My daddy plowed the ground and prayed
[00:16.72] Someday, we might leave this rundown mortgaged Oklahoma farm
[00:23.35] And then one night, I heard my daddy
[00:26.25] Saying to my mama that, he'd finally saved enough to go
[00:33.18] Californa was his dream of paradise
[00:36.87] 'Fore he had seen pictures in magazines that told him so
[00:43.06] Californa cottonfields, where labor camps are filled
[00:49.17] With worried men with broken dreams
[00:52.46] Californa cottonfields, as close to wealth
[00:57.52] As daddy ever came
[01:02.97]
[01:21.61] Well, almost everything we had was sold or left behind
[01:26.55] From my daddy's plow to the fruit that mama canned
[01:31.14] And some folks came to say farewell and see what all
[01:34.88] We had to sell and some just came to shake my daddy's hand
[01:40.35] Well, the Model A was loaded down and Californa bound
[01:45.29] And a change of luck was just four days away
[01:49.72] But the only change that I remember seeing for my daddy
[01:54.48] When his dark hair turned to silver gray
[01:59.43] Californa cottonfields, where labor camps are filled
[02:05.68] With worried men with broken dreams
[02:09.05] Californa cottonfields, as close to wealth
[02:14.23] As daddy ever came
[02:17.97] Californa cottonfields, where labor camps are filled
[02:23.87] With worried men with broken dreams
[02:27.15] Californa cottonfields, as close to wealth
[02:32.46] As daddy ever came
[02:41.77]

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