Song | Streets Of Bakersfield |
Artist | Dwight Yoakam |
Album | Buenas Noches From A Lonely Room |
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作词 : Joy | |
(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 blisters on 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 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? |
zuo ci : Joy | |
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 blisters on 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 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? |
zuò cí : Joy | |
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 blisters on 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 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? |