Streets of Bakersfield Songtext

von Dwight Yoakam

I came here looking for something I couldn't find anywhere else
Hey I'm not tryin' to be nobody just want a chance to be myself
I've spent a thousand miles of thumbin' yes I've worn blisters on my heels
Tryin' to find me something better here on the streets of Bakersfield

Hey you don't know me but you don't like me say you careless how I feel
How many of you that sit and judge me ever walked the streets of Bakerfield
[ guitar - accordion ]
Spent some time in San Francisco I spent a night there in the can
They threw this drunk man in my jail cell I took fifteen dollars from that man
Left him my watch and my house key don't want folks thinkin' that I'd steal
Then I thanked him as he was leavng and I headed out for Bakersfield

Hey you don't know me...
Hey you don't know me...
How many of you that sit and judge me ever walked the streets of Bakerfield