Biografía:
El Dr. Gregory Walter Graffin (nacido el 6 de noviembre de 1964 en Racine, Wisconsin) es mejor conocido como Greg Graffin, vocalista y cofundador de la banda de punk rock Bad Religion. Asistió a la preparatoria El Camino Real.
En 1980, teniendo 15 años, Graffin y algunos compañeros de clase formaron Bad Religion en el Valle de San Fernando, al sur de California. Después de hacerse de un nombre en la escena punk de Los Angeles y de haber sacado tres EP y dos álbumes, se desintegraron en 1984.
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Otras canciones:
- 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
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
GREG GRAFFIN - CALIFORNIA COTTON FIELDS
album version - COLD AS CLAY
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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
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