Streets of Bakersfield (Live at Gruene Hall)

Well, I came here looking for something
I couldn't find anywhere else
Well, I'm not trying to be nobody
I just want a chance to be myself
Well, I've spent a thousand miles a-thumbin'
Well, I've worn blisters on my heels
I'm trying to find me something better
At on the streets of Bakersfield

Hey, 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
If ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

Well, I've spent sometime in San Francisco
I spent a night there in the can
They threw this drunk man in my jail cell
I 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 headed out for Bakersfield

Well, 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
If ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

Hey, no, 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
If ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

Well, how many of you that sit and judge me
If ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?