My Drifting Memory
Drifting Memory
Drifting Memory
Almost everything we had was sold or left behind
From my daddy's plot to the proof that mama can
Some folks came to say farewell
And see what all we had to sell
Some just came to shake my daddy's hand
The Model A was loaded down and California bound
Drifting Memory
And a chain who looked just four days away
But the only chain that I remember seeing for my daddy
Was when his dark hair turned to silver gray
California cotton fields
Where labor camps are filled with worried men with broken dreams
California cotton fields
Where labor camps are filled with worried men with broken dreams
As close to wealth as daddy ever came
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