Merle Haggard "California Cottonfields" |
(Dallas Frazier - Earl Montgomery) My driftin' memory goes back to the spring of '43 When I was just a child in momma's arms My daddy plowed the ground and promised someday we would leave This run-down mortgaged Oklahoma farm. Yeah, then one night I heard my daddy sayin' to my mama That he'd finally saved enough to go California was his dream, a paradise, for he had seen Pictures in magazines that told him so. California Cottonfields Where labor camps were filled with weary men with broken dreams California Cottonfields As close to wealth as daddy ever came. --- Instrumental --- Almost everything we had to sow we left behind From my daddy's plows and the fruit that mama canned Some folks came to say farewell and see what all we had to sell Some just came to shake my daddy's hand. Yeah, the Model A was loaded down and California bound And a change of luck was just four days away But the only change that I remember seeing for my daddy Was when his dark hair had turned to silver gray. California Cottonfields Where labor camps were filled with weary men with broken dreams California Cottonfields As close to wealth as daddy ever came... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |