The family's last things have been cleared out
‘cept your memories and your luck
& whatever's in your coat pocket
or will fit into a pick-up truck
this land was our's for 40 years
but it ain't ours no more
banker with a gold watch said: “I tried to warn ya'!”
I'm off to look for God in California
Now, I've heard there was work to be had
picking fruit in the bright warm sun
I aim to see if it's true or not
and if it is, well I'm gonna get me one.
I was taught hard work will take you far.
I was taught fairness is a guiding star
But that ever worked out in Oklahoma
maybe it will in California.
Bridge:
Red dust hangin' in the air.
Red dust in yer eyes and ears.
Red dust filling up every seam
hope there's no red dust in The San Joaquin
I gotta preacher friend who don't preach no more
but he sees way more than he did before
had a vision and now he's at a loss
saw the Spirit moving in every soul
says a man can die before he gets old
and Jesus, is still hangin' on that cross for ya'
out there in golden California