California Cotton Fields (2003 Remaster)

California Cotton Fields (2003 Remaster) - Emmylou Harris

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 farm

And 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 so

California cottonfields

Where labor camps were filled

With worried men with broken dreams

California cottonfields

As close to wealth as daddy ever came

Almost 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 hand

That 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 gray

California cottonfields

Where labor camps were filled

With worried men with broken dreams

California cottonfields

As close to wealth as daddy ever came

California cottonfields

Where labor camps were filled

With worried men with broken dreams

California cottonfields

As close to wealth as daddy ever came