Tom: D
Introdução:
D G
Tulare dust in a farm boy?s nose
A D
Wonderin where the freight train goes
D G
Standin in a field by the railroad tracks
E7 A
Cursin the strap on my cotton sack
D G
I can see mom and dad with shoulders low
A D
Both of them pickin on a double row
D G
They do it for a livin because they must
A D
That?s life like it is on the Tulare dust
E
The California sun was something new
A
That winter we arrived in 42
D G
And I can still remember how my Daddy cussed
A D
The tumbleweeds here in the Tulare dust
Instrumental
E
The valley fever was a common fate
A
To the farm workers here in the golden state
D G
And I miss Oklahoma but I?ll stay if I must
A D
And help make a livin in the Tulare dust
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