Streets Of Bakersfield Lyrics

Streets Of Bakersfield

(Homer Joy)

 

 I came here looking for something

 I couldn't find anywhere else

 Hey, I'm not trying to be nobody

 Just want a chance to be myself

 

 I've done a thousand miles of thumbin'

 I've worn blisters on my heels

 Trying to find me something better

 On the streets of Bakersfield

 

 Chorus:

 You don't know me but you don't like me

 You say you care less how I feel

 But how many of you that sit and judge me

 Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

 

 Spent some time in San Francisco

 Spent a night there in the can

 They threw this drunk man in my jail cell

 Took fifteen dollars from that man

 Left him my watch and my old house key

 Don't want folks thinkin' that I'd steal

 Then I thanked him as I was leaving, and

 I headed for the streets of Bakersfield

 

 Chorus:

 You don't know me but you don't like me

 You say you care less how I feel

 But how many of you that sit and judge me

 Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

 

 You don't know me but you don't like me

 You say you care less how I feel

 But how many of you that sit and judge me

 Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

 

 How many of you that sit and judge me

 Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?