Linda Ronstadt - Dreams of the San Joaquin Lyrics

written by Jack Wesley Routh, Randy Sharp

© Ten-Cal Music/ Longitude Music (BMI)



I'm sending you some money

I wish it could be more

But it's harder than I thought

To find the work I came here for



This place is just as pretty

As I pictured it to be

But a man in need of work's

An all too common sight to see



Each morning as the trucks roll in

A lucky few climb on

And the rest of us are left to wonder

Where the dream has gone

Where the dream has gone



They say the Sierra melts with the rain

To race through the valley like blood through the vein

Turning the lowland from golden to green

To harvest forever the dreams of the San Joaquin



Every day I struggle

With the distance and the fear

That I will not return

Or find a way to bring you here



My emptiness grows deeper

I feel my spirit fall

As night comes like a blanket

It brings no sleep at all



I only hope that time will find

A way to work things out

We will be together

In the life we dream about

Life we dream about



They say the Sierra melts with the rain

To race through the valley like blood through the vein

Turning the lowland from golden to green

To harvest forever the dreams of the San Joaquin

We'll harvest forever the dreams of the San Joaquin