Almond Grove Lyrics - Berkeley To Bakersfield - Cracker

Said goodbye to Miss Jenny, sleeping on a subway grate 

Say goodbye to all the ladies, waiting for the tricks to show 

Got a hundred dollars, more than I need to score 

Got a hundred dollars, just enough to get me home 

Yeah I'm going back home, to the cotton fields 

To the almond groves, to the old homestead 

See my Ma and Pa, mighty brother Jack 

He went to Kandahar, but he never come back 

Came from Maricopa, had no family left 

Working for Evoclin, fell in with the narco set 

Ended up a junkie, living in my brother's car 

Don't shed a tear for me, home ain't so far 

Yeah I'm going back home, to the cotton fields 

To the almond groves, to the old homestead 

See my Ma and Pa, mighty brother Jack 

He went to Kandahar, but he never come back 

No he never come back 

In a national boulevard, ladies don't you weep and moan 

I've gone to a better place off the dirty streets 

Mr Patel, won't you send my ashes home? 

Spread 'em in the old family almond grove 

Yeah I'm going back home, to the cotton fields 

To the almond groves, to the old homestead 

See my Ma and Pa, mighty brother Jack 

He went to Kandahar, but he never come back 

Yeah I'm going back home, to the cotton fields 

To the almond groves, to the old homestead 

See my Ma and Pa, mighty brother Jack 

He went to Kandahar, but he never come back 

Cut the scene now