Biography:
Dr. Gregory Walter Graffin (born November 6, 1964 in Racine, Wisconsin), better known as Greg Graffin, is the vocalist and co-founder of the punk rock band Bad Religion. He attended El Camino Real High School.
In 1980, at age 15, Graffin and a few high school classmates formed Bad Religion in Southern California's San Fernando Valley. After making a name for themselves in the Los Angeles punk scene, releasing three EPs and two full-length albums, they disbanded in 1984.
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Other songs:
- Back To Earth
- Backroads Of My Mind
- California Cotton Fields
- Cease
- Cold As The Clay
- Dont Be Afraid To Run
- Echo On The Hill
- Faith Alone
- Fates Cruel Hand
- Hey Laura
- Highway
- In The Mirror
- Lincolns Funeral Train
- Little Sadie
- Making Time
- Maybe She Will
- Millport
- One More Hill
- Opinion
- Predicament
- Rebels Goodbye
- Sawmill
- Shotgun
- Talk About Suffering
- The Elements
- The Fault Line
- Time Of Need
- Too Many Virtues
- Watchmakers Dial
- Waxwings
- When I Fail
- Willie Moore
Four years of hard work!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
GREG GRAFFIN - CALIFORNIA COTTON FIELDS
album version - COLD AS CLAY
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[INTRO]
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[VERSE 1]
A E G D
My driftin' memory goes back to the spring of '42
A E7
When I was just a child in Momma's arms
A E G D
My Daddy plowed the fields and prayed and did all he could do
A E7 A
To save that broke-down Oklahoma farm
E D A
Then one night I heard my Daddy sayin' to my Momma
B7 E7
That he finally saved enough for us to go
A E G D
California was his dream, a paradise that he had seen
A E7 A
In pictures and the magazines had told him so
[CHORUS]
D E
California cotton fields
D E D A
Where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
D E
California cotton fields
D E A
Was as close to wealth as Daddy ever came
[VERSE 2]
A E G D
Almost everything we owned was sold or left behind
A E7
From Daddy's tools to the fruit that Momma canned
A E G D
Some folks came to say farewell and see what all we had to sell
A E7 A
Some just came to shake my Daddy's hand
E D A
Well the Model-T was loaded down and California bound
B7 E7
And the dream of hope was just four days away
A E G D
But the only change that I remember seein' in my Daddy
A E7 A
Was when his brown hair turned to silver grey
[CHORUS]
D E
California cotton fields
D E D A
Where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
D E
California cotton fields
D E A
Was as close to wealth as Daddy ever came
[INSTRUMENTAL]
A G D A E7
A G D A E7 A
[CHORUS]
D E
California cotton fields
D E D A
Where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
D E
California cotton fields
D E A
Was as close to wealth as Daddy ever came
D E A
Was as close to wealth as Daddy ever came
D E G D A
Was as close to wealth as Daddy ever came
album version - COLD AS CLAY
___________________________________
___________________________________
[INTRO]
e|---------|
b|---------|
g|---------|
d|---------|
a|---------|
e|-2-4-----|
[VERSE 1]
A E G D
My driftin' memory goes back to the spring of '42
A E7
When I was just a child in Momma's arms
A E G D
My Daddy plowed the fields and prayed and did all he could do
A E7 A
To save that broke-down Oklahoma farm
E D A
Then one night I heard my Daddy sayin' to my Momma
B7 E7
That he finally saved enough for us to go
A E G D
California was his dream, a paradise that he had seen
A E7 A
In pictures and the magazines had told him so
[CHORUS]
D E
California cotton fields
D E D A
Where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
D E
California cotton fields
D E A
Was as close to wealth as Daddy ever came
[VERSE 2]
A E G D
Almost everything we owned was sold or left behind
A E7
From Daddy's tools to the fruit that Momma canned
A E G D
Some folks came to say farewell and see what all we had to sell
A E7 A
Some just came to shake my Daddy's hand
E D A
Well the Model-T was loaded down and California bound
B7 E7
And the dream of hope was just four days away
A E G D
But the only change that I remember seein' in my Daddy
A E7 A
Was when his brown hair turned to silver grey
[CHORUS]
D E
California cotton fields
D E D A
Where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
D E
California cotton fields
D E A
Was as close to wealth as Daddy ever came
[INSTRUMENTAL]
A G D A E7
A G D A E7 A
[CHORUS]
D E
California cotton fields
D E D A
Where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
D E
California cotton fields
D E A
Was as close to wealth as Daddy ever came
D E A
Was as close to wealth as Daddy ever came
D E G D A
Was as close to wealth as Daddy ever came
