photo courtesy of easystreet prompts
daddy says we was a goin’
to the land a milk and honey
but when we got there it
were dry and brown
and folks said we talk funny..
there weren’t no jobs-
very little milk
and we ain’t never seen no honey.
cal-i-for-ni-a
weren’t a very friendly place
for folks that had no money..
they took to callin’ us “oakies”
as if it were somethin’ bad to be.
as if for some kinda reason
i should be ashamed, to just be me.
weren’t none of them folks born there,
so i never did understand
what made them feel
like they was better ‘an me
’cause i was born on oklahoma land..
no sir,, cal-i-for-ni-a
weren’t what it was cracked up to be.
so lord, if thats where your serving milk and honey,,
don’t set no place for me…
