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California Cottonfields


[G]My drifting memory [D7]goes back to the [F]spring of '[C]43  
When [G]I was just a child in momma's [D7]arms   
My [G]daddy plowed the [D7]ground and promised [F]someday we would [C]leave
This [G]run-down mortgaged [D7]Oklahoma [G]farm

[D7]Then one night I heard my daddy [C]saying to my [G]momma
[A7]That he'd finally saved enough to [D7]go   
[G]California [D7]was his dream a [F]paradise for [C]he had seen
[G]Pictures in [D7]magazines that [G]told him so

[G]Cali[C]fornia [D7]Cottonfields
Where [C]labor camps were [D7]filled with weary [C]men with broken [G]dreams
Cali[C]fornia [D7]Cottonfields
As [C]close to wealth as [D7]daddy ever [G]came

Nearly everything we [D7]had was sold or [F]left be[C]hind
From [G]my daddy's plow to the soup that momma [D7]canned
Some [G]folks came to say [D7]farewell or see what [F]all we had to [C]sell
Some [G]just came to shake [D7]my daddy's [G]hand

[D7]That model A was loaded down and [C]California [G]bound
[A7]A change of luck was just 4 days [D7]away   
[G]But the only change [D7]that I remember [F]seeing in my [C]daddy
[G]Was when his dark hair [D7]turned to silver [G]gray

[D7]Then one night I heard my daddy [C]saying to my [G]momma
[A7]That he'd finally saved enough to [D7]go   
[G]California [D7]was his dream a [F]paradise for [C]he had seen
[G]Pictures in [D7]magazines that [G]told him so


My drifting 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

Then one night I heard my daddy saying to my momma
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

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

That model A was loaded down and California bound
A change of luck was just 4 days away
But the only change that I remember seeing in my daddy
Was when his dark hair turned to silver gray

Then one night I heard my daddy saying to my momma
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

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