Testo di 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 Chorus: 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 Chorus: 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?