Luyện nghe bài hát California Cottonfields

My driftin' memory goes to the spring of '43
I was just a child in momma's arms
My daddy plowed the ground and prayed someday he leave
This run-down mortgaged Oklahoma

And then one night I heard my sayin' to my momma
That he'd saved enough to go
California was his dream, a for he had seen
in magazines that told him so

California
Where labor camps filled
With worried men with dreams
cottonfields
As close to wealth as ever came

Almost everything we had was sold or left
From my daddy's plow to the fruit that canned
folks came to say farewell or see what all we had to sell
Some just came to shake my daddy's

That model a was down and California bound
And a change of luck was just four days
But the only change that I seein' for my daddy
Was when his dark hair to silver gray

California
Where labor camps were
With worried men with broken
cottonfields
As to wealth as daddy ever came