Luyện nghe bài hát California Cottonfields

My driftin' mem'ry goes to the spring of '43
When I was just a in mama's arms
My daddy plowed the ground and that some day he could leave
run down mortaged Oklahoma farm

Then one night I heard my daddy to my mama
He finally enough for us to go
California was his a paradise wall he had seen
in magazines that told him so

California
Where camps were filled with worried men with broken dreams
cottonfields was as close to wealth as daddy ever came

Almost we had to sow we left behind
From my daddy's plows to the fruit that canned
Some folks came to say farewell and see all we had to sell
Some just came to my daddy's hand

The Model A was down and California bound
And a change of luck was just days away
But the only change that I remember for my daddy
Was when his hair had turned to silver gray

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