Streets Of Bakersfield

I came here looking for something

I couldn't find anywhere else

Well I don't wanna be nobody just want a chance to be myself

I've done a thousand miles of thumbin' yes

I've worn blisters on my heels

Tryin' to find me something better on the streets of

Bakersfield

You don't know me but you don't like me you say you careless how

I feel How many of you that sit and judge me ever walked the streets of

Bakerfield [ guitar ]

Spent some time in

San Francisco spent a night there in the can

They threw this drunk man in my jail cell

I took fifteen dollars from that man

I left him my watch and my old house key

I don't want folks thinkin' that

I'd steal

Then I thanked him as he was sleeping and

I headed out for

Bakersfield

You don't know me...

How many of you that sit and judge me ever walked the streets of

Bakerfield