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Merle Haggard
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Tulare Dust
Lyricist:Merle Haggard
Tulare dust in a farm boy's nose Wondering where the freight train goes Standin' in the field by the railroad track Cursin' the strap on my cotton sack
I can see mom and dad with shoulders low Both of 'em pickin' on a double row They do it for a livin' because they must That's life like it is in the Tulare dust
The California sun was something new That winter we arrived in '42 And I can still remember how my daddy cussed Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The tumbleweeds here in the Tulare dust
The valley fever was a common fate To the farmworkers here in the Golden State And I miss Oklahoma but I'll stay if I must And help make a livin' in the Tulare dust
The Tulare dust in a farm boy's nose Wondering where the freight train goes Standin' in a cotton field by the railroad track Cursin' the strap on my cotton sack
I see mom and dad
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