G# D#7 C# G# I was the youngest boy in a family of four C# G# D#7 We lived in Oklahoma the wind whistled thru our door G# D#7 C# G# We scratched out a living in the dirt and and the clay C# G# D#7 G# I never will forget it untill my dying days G# D#7 C# G# The dust storms they came at us the sky turned cold and black C# G# D#7 We packed up our belonging and never looked back G# D#7 C# G# We rode out west toward the sun just a heartbeat away C# G# D#7 G# I never will forget it untill my dying days G# C# D#7 Fm We were Bakersfield Bound and the California dream C# G# D#7 Down the road lay the promised lands our fields would all turn green G# C# D#7 Fm We were Bakersfield bound like so many gone before C# G# D#7 G# Just to cross our River Jordan and reach the other shore G# D#7 When we first set eyes on The San Joaquin C# G# Was like a friend we always knew C# G# D#7 The gates swing open so far and wide even God could drive thru G# D#7 C# G# We worked the crops from dawn to dust shared along the way C# G# D#7 G# I never will forget it untill my dying days G# C# D#7 Fm We were Bakersfield Bound and the California dream C# G# D#7 Down the road lay the promised lands our fields had all turned green G# C# D#7 Fm We were Bakersfield bound like so many gone before C# G# D#7 G# Just to cross our River Jordan and reach the other shore C# G# D#7 G# Crossed our River Jordan to reach the other shore
