Dwight Yoakam

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

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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
Have 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 I was leaving
And I headed out for Bakersfield

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