Streets of Bakersfield

                                  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 holes in both my heels 

Trying to find me something better

On 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?



Spent sometime 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



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?