Текст песни Dallas Frazier - California Cottonfields
Dallas Frazier - California Cottonfields слова песни
My driftin` mem`ry goes back to the spring of `43When I was just a child in mama`s armsMy daddy plowed the ground and prayed that some day we could leaveThis run down mortaged Oklahoma farmThen one night I heard my daddy sayin` to my mamaThat he finally saved enough for us to goCalifornia was his dream a paradise wall he had seenPictures in magazines that told him soCalifornia cottonfieldsWhere labor camps were full of worried men with broken dreamsCalifornia cottonfields was as close to wealth as daddy ever came[ rh.guitar ]Almost everything we had was sold or left behindFrom daddy`s plow and the fruit that mama cannedSome folks came to say farewell and see what all we had to sellBut some just came to shake my daddy`s handThe Model A was loaded down and California boundAnd a change of luck was just four days awayBut the only change that I remember seeing for my daddyWas when his dark hair had turned to silver grayCalifornia cottonfields...California cottonfields...