Merle Haggard: Akordy k piesni California Cottonfields

My B driftin' memory F goes back to the As spring of '4Es 3,
When B I was just a child in momma's F arms.
My B daddy plowed the F ground and promised As someday we would Es leave
This B run-down mortgaged F Oklahoma B farm.
F Then one night I heard my daddy Es sayin' to my B momma
H7 That he'd finally saved enough to F go.
B California F was his dream, a As paradise, for Es he had seen
B Pictures in F magazines that B told him so.
Chorus:
B CaliEs fornia F Cottonfields,
Where Es labor camps were F filled with weary Es men with broken B dreams.
B CaliEs fornia F Cottonfields,
As Es close to wealth as F daddy ever B came.
Verse2:
Nearly everything we had was sold or left behind,
From my daddy's plow to the soup that momma canned.
Some folks came to say farewell or see what all we had to sell;
Some just came to shake my daddy's hand.
That model A was loaded down and California bound;
A change of luck was just 4 days away.
But the only change that I remember seeing in my daddy
Was when his dark hair turned to silver grey.
(Chorus)