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