Bakersfield Bound

Chris Hillman

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