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California Cottonfields

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 prayed someday he could leave

This run-down mortgaged Oklahoma farmAnd then one night I heard my daddy sayin' 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 soCalifornia cottonfields

Where labor camps were filled

With worried men with broken dreams

California cottonfields

As close to wealth as daddy ever cameAlmost everything we had was sold or left behind

From my daddy's plow to the fruit 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 handThat 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 seein' for my daddy

Was when his dark hair turned to silver grayCalifornia cottonfields

Where labor camps were filled

With worried men with broken dreams

California cottonfields

As close to wealth as daddy ever came

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