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 and prayed that some day he could leave
This run down Oklahoma farm

Then one night I heard my daddy sayin' to my
He finally enough for us to go
California was his dream a paradise he had seen
Pictures in magazines that him so

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

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

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

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