Luyện nghe bài hát California Cottonfields

My driftin' goes back to the spring of '43
When I was a child in mama's arms
My daddy plowed the ground and prayed that some day he leave
This run mortaged Oklahoma farm

Then one night I heard my sayin' to my mama
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 were filled with worried men broken dreams
cottonfields was as close to wealth as daddy ever came

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

The A was loaded down and California bound
And a change of luck was just four days
But the only change that I seeing for my daddy
Was when his dark hair had turned to silver

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