Tulare Dust Lyrics - Merle Haggard

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Tulare dust in a farm boy's nose
Wondering where the freight train goes
Standin' in the field by the railroad track
Cursin' the strap on my cotton sack

I can see mom and dad with shoulders low
Both of 'em pickin' on a double row
They do it for a livin' because they must
That's life like it is in the Tulare dust

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

The valley fever was a common fate
To the farmworkers here in the Golden State
And I miss Oklahoma but I'll stay
If I must and help make a livin' in the Tulare dust

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The Tulare dust in a farm boy's nose
Wondering where the freight train goes
Standin' in the field by the railroad track
Cursin' the strap on my cotton sack




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tulare dust | Reviewer: arlene nielsen | 5/18/2006

I like the Tulare Dust song a lot, and I had it on a cassette tape which was eaten and destroyed by my tape player. Now, I would like to get Tulare Dust on a CD. Is it available on CD, and if so, where can I get that song and the a CD of that entire set of songs that were on the cassette?

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