By Merle Haggard
[D]Tulare dust in a [G]farm boys nose
[A]Wonderin where the [D]freight train goes
[D]Standin in a field by the [G]railroad tracks
[E7]Cursin the strap on my [A]cotton sack
I can [D]see mom and dad with [G]shoulders low
[A]Both of them pickin on a [D]double row
They [D]do it for a livin be[G]cause they must
Thats [A]life like it is on the [D]Tulare dust
[E]The California sun was something new
[A]That winter we arrived in 42
And I can [D]still remember how my [G]Daddy cussed
The [A]tumbleweeds here in the [D]Tulare dust
Instrumental
[E]The valley fever was a common fate
[A]To the farm workers here in the golden state
And I [D]miss Oklahoma but Ill [G]stay if I must
And [A]help make a livin in the [D]Tulare dust
Repeat 1st verse
[D]Tulare dust in a [G]farm boys nose
[A]Wonderin where the [D]freight train goes
[D]Standin in a field by the [G]railroad tracks
[E7]Cursin the strap on my [A]cotton sack
I can [D]see mom and dad with [G]shoulders low
[A]Both of them pickin on a [D]double row
They [D]do it for a livin be[G]cause they must
Thats [A]life like it is on the [D]Tulare dust
[E]The California sun was something new
[A]That winter we arrived in 42
And I can [D]still remember how my [G]Daddy cussed
The [A]tumbleweeds here in the [D]Tulare dust
Instrumental
[E]The valley fever was a common fate
[A]To the farm workers here in the golden state
And I [D]miss Oklahoma but Ill [G]stay if I must
And [A]help make a livin in the [D]Tulare dust
Repeat 1st verse
