Bakersfield

Take me down that line Gonna tow that heavy load I can't seem to make it Make it on my own Turn the lights down low now Turn down our bed I can't seem to get you Out of my head Stranded here in Bakersfield You're so close, yet so far, far away Stranded here in Bakersfield You're a million miles away I feel the heat coming down now Sweat runs down my face I can hardly fake it, girl Fake it through this day Was it something that I said Or something I didn't do? 18 more hours, girl 'Til I'm home to you Stranded here in Bakersfield You're so close, yet so far, far away Stranded here in Bakersfield You're a million miles away So I walked out that lonely truck stop With my head hanging down Wondering how in the hell I got myself into this mess And more importantly, how I was going to get myself out of it So I wrote a song for you, baby girl And I hope when I return home The locks ain't changed on the doors And there's still a spot for me On that big ol' California king-size bed Stranded here in Bakersfield You're so close yet so far, far away Stranded here in Bakersfield You're a million miles away Won't you come see me in Bakersfield? Ooh-hoo, I'm not a million miles away Yeah-yeah