
Streets of Bakersfield (1988) Buck Owens (Ft. Dwight Yoakam)
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[Verse 1: Dwight Yoakam]
I came here looking for something
I couldn't find anywhere else
Hey, I'm not trying to be nobody
I just want a chance to be myself
[Verse 2: Buck Owens]
I've spent a thousand miles of thumbing
Yes, I've worn blisters on my heels
Trying to find me something better
Here on the streets of Bakersfield
[Chorus: Buck Owens & Dwight Yoakam]
Hey, you don't know me but you don't like me
Say you care less how I feel
But how many of you that sit and judge me
Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 3: Dwight Yoakam]
I 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
I came here looking for something
I couldn't find anywhere else
Hey, I'm not trying to be nobody
I just want a chance to be myself
[Verse 2: Buck Owens]
I've spent a thousand miles of thumbing
Yes, I've worn blisters on my heels
Trying to find me something better
Here on the streets of Bakersfield
[Chorus: Buck Owens & Dwight Yoakam]
Hey, you don't know me but you don't like me
Say you care less how I feel
But how many of you that sit and judge me
Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 3: Dwight Yoakam]
I 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
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