Luyện nghe bài hát California Cottonfields

My mem'ry goes back to the spring of '43
I was just a child in mama's arms
My plowed the ground and prayed that some day we could leave
This run down mortaged farm
one night I heard my daddy sayin' to my mama
That he finally saved for us to go
was his dream a paradise wall he had seen
Pictures in that told him so
cottonfields
Where labor camps full of worried men with broken dreams
California cottonfields was as close to wealth as daddy came
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Almost we had was sold or left behind
From daddy's and the fruit that mama canned
Some came to say farewell and see what all we had to sell
But some just came to shake my daddy's
The Model A was loaded and California bound
And a change of luck was just four days
But the only that I remember seeing for my daddy
Was when his hair had turned to silver gray
cottonfields...
cottonfields...