Текст песни Buck Owens - Streets Of Bakersfield
Buck Owens - Streets Of Bakersfield слова песни
I came here looking for something I couldn`t find anywhere elseWell I don`t wanna be nobody just want a chance to be myselfI`ve done a thousand miles of thumbin` yes I`ve worn blisters on my heelsTryin` to find me something better on the streets of BakersfieldYou don`t know me but you don`t like me you say you careless how I feelHow many of you that sit and judge me ever walked the streets of Bakerfield[ guitar ]Spent some time in San Francisco spent a night there in the canThey threw this drunk man in my jail cell I took fifteen dollars from that manI left him my watch and my old house key I don`t want folks thinkin` that I`d stealThen I thanked him as he was sleeping and I headed out for BakersfieldYou don`t know me...How many of you that sit and judge me ever walked the streets of Bakerfield