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California Cotton Fields

๐Ÿ‘ค Greg Graffin โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Cold As The Clay โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:32
๐ŸŽต 1351 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:32 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 750715

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

My driftin' memory goes back to the spring of '42
When I was just a child in my mom's arms
My daddy plowed the fields and prayed and did all he could do
To safe that broke-down Oklahoma farm

When one night I heard my daddy sayin' to my momma
They'd finally saved enough for us to go

California was his dream, a paradise that he had seen
In pictures and in magazines that told him so

California cotton fields
Where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
California cotton fields
Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came

Almost everything we owned was sold or left behind
From daddy's tools to the fruit that momma canned
Some folks came to say farewell to see what all we had to sell
Some just came to shake my daddy's hand

Well, that model a was loaded down and California bound
And the dream of hope was just four days away
But the only change that I remember seein' in my daddy
Was when his brown hair turned to silver gray

California cotton fields
Where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
California cotton fields
Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came

California cotton fields
Where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
California cotton fields
Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came
Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came
Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.28] My driftin' memory goes back to the spring of '42
[00:04.26] When I was just a child in my mom's arms
[00:08.19] My daddy plowed the fields and prayed and did all he could do
[00:12.07] To safe that broke-down Oklahoma farm
[00:16.05] When one night I heard my daddy sayin' to my momma
[00:19.98] They'd finally saved enough for us to go
[00:23.84] California was his dream, a paradise that he had seen
[00:27.82] In pictures and in magazines that told him so
[00:32.02] California cotton fields
[00:35.58] Where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
[00:40.97] California cotton fields
[00:44.04] Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came
[00:48.46] Almost everything we owned was sold or left behind
[00:52.25] From daddy's tools to the fruit that momma canned
[00:56.14] Some folks came to say farewell to see what all we had to sell
[01:00.00] Some just came to shake my daddy's hand
[01:03.76] Well, that model a was loaded down and California bound
[01:07.91] And the dream of hope was just four days away
[01:11.77] But the only change that I remember seein' in my daddy
[01:15.83] Was when his brown hair turned to silver gray
[01:20.08] California cotton fields
[01:23.51] Where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
[01:28.94] California cotton fields
[01:32.72] Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came
[01:52.11] California cotton fields
[01:55.86] Where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
[02:01.36] California cotton fields
[02:04.65] Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came
[02:08.31] Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came
[02:12.37] Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came
[02:21.02]

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