California Cotton Fields Lyrics
California Cotton Fields - Greg Graffin
My driftin' memory goes back
To the spring of forty two
When I was just a child in
Momma's arms
My daddy plowed the fields and
Prayed and did all he could
Do to save that broke down
Oklahoma farm
Well one night I heard my
Daddy sayin' to my momma
That he finally saved enough for us to go
California was his dream
A paradise that he had seen
The pictures and the magazines
Had told him so
California cotton fields
Where labor camps were filled
With worried men and broken dreams
California cotton fields
Was as close to wealth as
Daddy ever came almost everything
We owned was sold or left behind
From daddy's tools to the fruit
That momma canned some folks came to say
Farewell and see what all we had to sell
Some just came to shake my
Daddy's hand the model t was loaded down
And California bound and the dream
Of hope was just four days away
But the only change that I remember seeing
In my daddy was when his brown
Hair turned to silver grey
California cotton fields
Where labor camps were filled with worried
Men and broken dreams
California cotton fields
Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came
California cotton fields
Where labor camps were filled with worried
Men and broken dreams
California cotton fields
Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came
Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came
Was as close to wealth as daddy ever came