Streets Of Bakersfield

I came here looking for something I couldn't find anywhere else But I don't wanna be nobody Just want a chance to be myself I've done a thousand miles of thumbin' Yes, I've worn blisters on my heels Tryna 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 How many of you that sit and judge me Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield? Spent some time in San Francisco Spent a night there in the can They'd threw this drunk man in my jail cell I took 15 dollars from that man I left him my watch and my old house key I don't like folks thinkin' that I'd steal Then I thanked him as he was sleepin' And I headed out for Bakersfield You don't know me but you don't like me You say you care less how I feel 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?