Biografia:
Dr. Gregory Walter Graffin III (6 de novembro de 1964 em Racine, Wisconsin), mais conhecido como Greg Graffin, é vocalista e um dos fundadores da banda punk rock Bad Religion. Greg também já lançou dois álbuns solo: American Lesion (1997) e Cold as the Clay (2006).
Graffin é formado em Antropologia e Geologia na Universidade da Califórnia. Recebeu pós-doutorado em Paleontologia Evolutiva pela Cornell University. Apesar disso, de acordo com o site oficial do Bad Religion e do site do Cornell Evolution Project, a tese de Ph.
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Outras músicas:
- 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
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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
___________________________________
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[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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