Buck Owens - Streets Of Bakersfield

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I came here looking for something

I couldn't find anywhere else

Hey, I'm not tryin' 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

Tryin' 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 careless how I feel

'Cause how many of you that sit and judge me

Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield



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



Left him my watch and my old house key

Don't want folks thinkin' that I'd steal

Then I thanked him as he was leaving

And I headed out for Bakersfield



Hey, you don't know me but you don't like me

Say you careless how I feel

'Cause 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 careless how I feel

'Cause how many of you that sit and judge me

Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield



How many of you that sit and judge me

Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield

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