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LA MI RE LA
I was the youngest boy in a family of four
RE LA MI
We lived in Oklahoma the wind whistled thru our door
LA MI RE LA
We scratched out a living in the dirt and and the clay
RE LA MI LA
I never will forget it untill my dying days
LA MI RE LA
The dust storms they came at us the sky turned cold and black
RE LA MI
We packed up our belonging and never looked back
LA MI RE LA
We rode out west toward the sun just a heartbeat away
RE LA MI LA
I never will forget it untill my dying days
LA RE MI FA#m
We were Bakersfield Bound and the California dream
RE LA MI
Down the road lay the promised lands our fields would all turn green
LA RE MI FA#m
We were Bakersfield bound like so many gone before
RE LA MI LA
Just to cross our River Jordan and reach the other shore
LA MI
When we first set eyes on The San Joaquin
RE LA
Was like a friend we always knew
RE LA MI
The gates swing open so far and wide even God could drive thru
LA MI RE LA
We worked the crops from dawn to dust shared along the way
RE LA MI LA
I never will forget it untill my dying days
LA RE MI FA#m
We were Bakersfield Bound and the California dream
RE LA MI
Down the road lay the promised lands our fields had all turned green
LA RE MI FA#m
We were Bakersfield bound like so many gone before
RE LA MI LA
Just to cross our River Jordan and reach the other shore
RE LA MI LA
Crossed our River Jordan to reach the other shore
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