Streets of Bakersfield - Homer Joy
    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 some time in San Francisco
    Spent a night there in the can
    They throw 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

    (Repeat Chorus)

    (Repeat Chorus)

    How many of you that sit and judge me
    Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

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    Marco Giunco
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