Buck Owens – Streets Of Bakersfield (Ukulele)

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From [email protected] Tue Jun 28 16:34 CDT 1994 Return-Path: <[email protected]> From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Date: Tue, 28 Jun 94 17:34:38 EDT Subject: Owens, Buck; Yoakam, Dwight:Streets of Bakersfield.crd Homer Joy F G7 C F

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I came here in looking for something

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I couldn't find anywhere else

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Hey, I'm not trying to be nobody,

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Just want a chance 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 Chorus: 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 some time in San Francisco, Spent a night there in the can They threw this drunk man in my jail cell, I took fifteen dollars from that man I left him my watch and my old house keys, Don't like folks thinking that I'd steal Then I thanked him as he was sleeping, And I headed out for Bakersfield Chorus How many of you that sit and judge me Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield