California cottonfields

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

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