Karaoké Streets Of Bakersfield Dwight Yoakam & Buck Owens

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
I've spent a thousand miles of thumbin'
Yes, I've worn blisters on my heels
Trying 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 care less how I feel
But how many of you that sit and judge me
Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield
Spent sometime 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 old house key
Don't want folks thinking that I steal
Then I thanked him as I was leaving
And headed out for Bakersfield
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
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
But how many of you that sit and judge me
Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield