California Cottonfields chords

[G]My drifting memory [D7]goes back to the [F]spring of '[C]43

When [G]I was just a child in momma's [D7]arms

My [G]daddy plowed the [D7]ground and promised [F]someday we would [C]leave

This [G]run-down mortgaged [D7]Oklahoma [G]farm

[D7]Then one night I heard my daddy [C]saying to my [G]momma

[A7]That he'd finally saved enough to [D7]go

[G]California [D7]was his dream a [F]paradise for [C]he had seen

[G]Pictures in [D7]magazines that [G]told him so

[G]Cali[C]fornia [D7]Cottonfields

Where [C]labor camps were [D7]filled with weary [C]men with broken [G]dreams

Cali[C]fornia [D7]Cottonfields

As [C]close to wealth as [D7]daddy ever [G]came

Nearly everything we [D7]had was sold or [F]left be[C]hind

From [G]my daddy's plow to the soup that momma [D7]canned

Some [G]folks came to say [D7]farewell or see what [F]all we had to [C]sell

Some [G]just came to shake [D7]my daddy's [G]hand

[D7]That model A was loaded down and [C]California [G]bound

[A7]A change of luck was just 4 days [D7]away

[G]But the only change [D7]that I remember [F]seeing in my [C]daddy

[G]Was when his dark hair [D7]turned to silver [G]gray

[D7]Then one night I heard my daddy [C]saying to my [G]momma

[A7]That he'd finally saved enough to [D7]go

[G]California [D7]was his dream a [F]paradise for [C]he had seen

[G]Pictures in [D7]magazines that [G]told him so