Luyện nghe bài hát California Cottonfields

My driftin' memory goes back to the of '43
When I was just a child in arms
My daddy the ground and prayed someday he could leave
This run-down Oklahoma farm

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

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

Almost everything we had was sold or behind
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 my daddy's hand

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

cottonfields
Where labor were filled
With worried men with dreams
cottonfields
As close to as daddy ever came