Streets of Bakersfield — текст песни (Dwight Yoakam)

(homer joy)



I came here looking for something

I couldnt find anywhere else

Hey, Im not trying to be nobody

Just want a chance to be myself



Ive done a thousand miles of thumbin

Ive worn blisters on my heels

Trying to find me something better

On the streets of bakersfield



Chorus:

You dont know me but you dont 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

Dont want folks thinkin that Id steal

Then I thanked him as I was leaving, and

I headed for the streets of bakersfield



Chorus:

You dont know me but you dont 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 dont know me but you dont 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?