Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
[Verse]
Tulare dust in a farmboy's nose
Wondering where the freight train goes
Standing in a field by the railroad track
Cursing this strap on my cotton sack
[Verse]
I can see Mom and Dad with shoulders low
Both of 'em picking on a double row
They do it for a living because they must
That's life like it is in the Tulare dust
[Verse]
The California sun was something new
That winter we arrived in '42
And I can still remember how my Daddy cussed
The tumbleweeds here in the Tulare dust
[Verse]
The valley fever was a coming fate
To the farm workers here in the Golden State
And I miss Oklahoma, but I'll stay if I must
And help make a living in the Tulare dust
[Verse]
The Tulare dust in a farmboy's nose
Wondering where the freight train goes
Standing in a cotton field with a railroad track
Cursing the strap on my cotton sack
I see Mom and Dad with shoulders low
Tulare Dust was written by Merle Haggard.
Tulare Dust was produced by Ken Nelson (Country).
Merle Haggard released Tulare Dust on Mon Aug 09 1971.