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Streets of Bakersfield (Owens) I came here in looking for something I couldn't find anywhere else Hey, I'm not trying to be nobody Just want to try to be myself I've done a thousand miles of thumbin' Yes, I've worn blisters on my heels Trying to 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 a night in San Francisco I spent a night there in the cell They put this drunk man in my jail cell Took fifteen dollars from this man Gave him my watch and my old house key Don't want folks thinking that I'd steal I took his hand when I was leaving And for 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 Never walked the streets of Bakersfield How many of you that sit and judge me Never walked the streets of Bakersfield
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